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THE  GENERAL  SYNOD 


REFORMED  PROTESTANT  DUTCH  CHURCH 


NORTH  AMERICA, 

AT  THEIR  SESSIOx\,  JUNE,  1846, 

AND    AUTHORIZED    TO    BE   USED   IN  THE   CHURCHES 
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PHILADELPHIA: 
PUBLISHED  BY  MENTZ  &  ROVOUDT, 

ffo.  53  NORTH  THIRD  STREET, 

1847. 


Entered,  according  to  the  act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1846,  hj 
Isaac  Young,  (on  behalf  of  the  General  Synod  of  the  Reformed 
Protestant  Dutch  Church,)  in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District 
Court  of  the  Southern  District  of  New  York. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


INTRODUCTORY. 

1  • — H.  M.  Praise.  [New  Arrangement  1. 

1  (~\^  Zion,  tune  thy  voice, 
v-/  And  lift  thy  hands  on  high ; 
Tell  all  the  world  thy  joys, 
And  shout  salvation  nigh  : 

Cheerful  in  God,  arise  and  shine. 
While  rays  divine  stream  all  abroad. 

2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 
With  beams  that  cannot  fade  ; 

^      His  all  resplendent  grace 
He  pours  around  thy  head  ; 
The  nations  round  thy  form  shall  view, 
With  lustre  new  divinely  crown'd. 

3  In  honour  to  his  name. 
Reflect  that  sacred  light, 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 
Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright  : 

Pursue  his  praise,  till  sov'reign  love, 
In  worlds  above,  thy  glory  raise. 

4  There,  on  his  holy  hill, 
A  brighter  sun  shall  rise, 
And  with  his  radiance  fill 
Those  fairer,  purer  skies  : 


4  HYMN  III. 

While  round  his  throne,  ten  thousand  stars, 
In  nobler  spheres,  his  influence  own. 

2. — C.  P.  M.  Praise.  {New  Arrangements. 

1  /^  O,  tune  thy  voice  to  sacred  song  ; 
vJ  Exert  thy  noblest  pow'rs  ! 

Go,  mingle  with  the  choral  throng, 
The  Saviour's  praises  to  prolong, 
Amid  life's  fleeting  hours, 

2  O  !  hast  thou  felt  a  Saviour's  love, 

That  flame  of  heav'nly  birth  ? 
Then  let  thy  strains  melodious  prove, 
With  raptures  soaring  far  above 

The  trifling  toys  of  earth. 

3  Heist  found  the  pearl  of  price  unknown, 

That  cost  a  Saviour's  blood  ? 
Heir  of  a  bright  celestial  crown, 
That  sparkles  near  th'  eternal  throne, 

O,  sing  the  praise  of  God  ! 

4  Sing  of  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain 

That  man  might  be  forgiv'n  ; 
Sing  how  he  broke  death's  bars  in  twain. 
Ascending  high  in  bliss  to  reign, 

The  God  of  earth  and  heav'n. 

5  Begin  on  earth  the  notes  of  praise, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high," 
Sing  through  the  remnant  of  thy  days ; 
At  death,  the  song  of  vict'ry  raise. 

And  soar  beyond  the  sky. 

3. — C.  P.  M.  Praise.      [New  Arrangements. 


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EGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay, 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 
And  praise  iho  Almighty  name  : 


HYMN  IV.  5 

Let  heav'n  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 
To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 

2  Thou  heav'n  of  heav'ns,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker — God, 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power  ; 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  fiery  wing, 
In  triumph  walks  th'  eternal  King  : 

Th'  astonish'd  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise, 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies, 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll  : 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare. 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

4  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throngs,  and  sing  ; 
Ye  feather'd  warblers  of  the  spring. 

Harmonious  anthems  raise. 
To  him  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipp'd  your  glitt'ring  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 

5  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  sway'd. 
Let  man,  in  God's  own  image  made. 

His  breath  in  praise  employ  ; 
Spread  wide  his  Maker's  name  around. 
Till  heav'n  shall  echo  back  the  sound, 

In  songs  of  holy  joy. 

4.— L.  M.  Praise.  [New  Arrangement   4. 

1    /^OME,  O  my  soul,  hi  sacred  lays, 
^^  Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  ; 
But  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame, 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  I 


6  HYMN  VI. 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He,  glory  like  a  garment,  wears, 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine. 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines  ; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  g\ory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  list'ning  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

6. — C.  M.         Perpetual  Praise.  [New  Ar.  5. 

1  "Y^ES,  I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God, 

i    Through  all  my  mortal  days  ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  v£ist,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honours  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  pow'rs, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

3  Not  death  itself  shall  stop  my  song. 

Though  death  will  close  my  eyes. 
My  thoughts  shall  tlicn  to  nobler  heights 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 

4  There  shall  my  lips  in  endless  praise 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue 
And  an  eternal  day. 

6. — 8s  7s  4s.  Invocation.  [New  Ar.  7. 

1  TN  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
J-  We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near  ; 


HYMN  VII. 

Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling  ; 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear — 

Hear  with  meekness, 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthen'd, 

Let  us  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Cheer'd  by  hope  and  daily  strengthen'd, 
We  would  run,  nor  weary  be  ; 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore, 
Teisting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Than  they  could  conceive  before  ; 

Full  enjoyment 
Full,  unmix'd,  for  evermore. 


T. — 7s.  Invocation.  [New  Ar.  8. 

1  T   ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now  ; 
■M-J  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion,  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace  ; 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  Send  some  message,  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn  ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  who  Eire  cast  down,  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 


8  HYMM  IX. 

5  Grant,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee,  a  God  supremely  kind  : 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free — 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

8. — P.  M.  Invocation.  [New  Arrangement  9. 

1  T   ORD,  behold  thy  people  here, 

J-i  Come  to  learn  what  thou  wilt  say  ; 
O,  in  mercy  now  draw  near  ; 
Meet  thy  people  when  they  pray  ; 
Thou  art  God,  and  thou  alone. 
Lord,  we  worship  at  thy  tlurone. 

2  Jesus,  'tis  on  theo  we  call, 
Israel's  Saviour,  Israel's  King  ; 
Low  before  thy  feet  we  fall  ; 
Thee,  whom  angels  love,  wo  sing  ; 
Saviour,  lead  us  in  the  way, 
Only  theo  would  we  obey. 

3  Teach  us  what  we  do  not  know, 
Lord,  instruct  us  in  thy  will  ; 
What  we  leani,  O  may  we  do  I 
To  thy  voice  obedient  still ; 
Close  to  thee  may  wc  abide, 
Thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  Guide. 

9.— C.  P.  M.       Social  Worship.  [New  Arrang.  10. 

1  a  "XTTHERE  two  or  three  together  meet, 

W     My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat 

And  tell  what  I  have  done, 
There  will  I  be,"  eaith  God,  "  to  bloss, 
And  ev'ry  burden'd  soul  redress. 

Who  worships  at  my  throne." 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly.  Lord, 
Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word, 

To  set  the  spirit  free  ; 


HYMN  XI.  9 

Impart  a  kind  celestial  shower, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 
In  fellowship  with  thee. 

10.— C.  M.  Invocation.  [New  Ar.  11. 

1  TN  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come, 
JL  To  worship  at  thy  feet  ; 

O  pour  thy  Holy  Spirit  down 
On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

2  We  come  to  hear  Jehovah  speak, 

To  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  : 
Thy  face  and  favour,  Lord,  we  seek, 
Now  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear. 

And  understand  thy  word  ; 
To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near. 
And  trust  our  living  Lord. 

4  Here  let  thy  power  and  grace  be  felt ; 

Thy  love  and  mercy  known  ; 

Our  icy  hearts,  dear  Jesus,  melt. 

And  break  this  flinty  stone. 

5  Let  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee  ; 
Let  rebels  be  subdued  by  love. 
And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 

6  Th^  house,  with  grace  and  glory  fill, 

This  congregation  bless  ; 
Thy  great  salvation  now  reveal — 
Thy  glorious  righteousness. 


11. — CM.  Confession,  Prayer,  and  Praise.  [N.A.12. 

)RD  !  when  we  bend  before 
And  our  confessions  pour, 


1   T   ORD  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 


]* 


10  HYMN  XII. 

Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  broken  spirits  pitying  see 

True  penitence  impart : 
Then  let  a  k.ndling  glance  from  thee 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  wo  disclase  our  wants  in  prayer. 

Oh,  let  our  wills  resign  ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  weak  petition  fill, 

And  lift  it  to  the  skies  ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  't  is  goodness  still 
Which  grants  it,  or  denies. 

5  When  our  united  voices  strive 

Their  cheerful  hymns  to  raise, 
Let  love  divine  within  us  live, 
And  lift  our  souls  in  praise. 

12.— C.  M.    God's  Presence,  sought.      [N.  A.  13 

1  A  GAIN  our  earthly  cares  wo  leave, 
-^^  And  to  thy  courts  repair  ; 
Again  with  jov-ful  feet  we  come, 

To  meet  our  Saviour  there. 

2  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear ! 

Thy  presence  now  display : 
We  bow  within  thy  house  of  prayer  ; 
O  I  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

3  The  clouds  which  veil  thee  from  our  sight, 

In  pity,  Lord,  remove  ; 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  mes''age  of  thy  love. 


HYMN  XIV.  11 

4  Help  us,  with  holy  fear  and  joy, 
To  bow  before  thy  face  ; 
And  make  us,  creatures  of  th}'  power, 
;    The  children  of  thy  grace. 

13 C.  M.       A  Blessing  sought.         [N.  A.  14. 

1  r^OME,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord, 
^^  Thy  power  to  us  make  known  ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word. 

And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Speak  with  the  voice  which  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  ; 
And  let  each  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  To  each  a  sense  of  guilt  impart. 

And  then  remove  the  load  ; 
Quicken  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  thine  atoning  blood. 

4  Our  desperate  state  through  sin  declare, 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven  ; 
By  daily  growth  in  grace  prepare, 
Then  take  us  up  to  heav'n. 

14. — Ts.  Before  Hearing.       [New  Ar.  15 

1  OOURCE  of  light  and  power  divine, 
kJ   Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine  ; 
Lord,  behold  thy  seiTant  stands, 

Lo  !  to  thee,  ho  lifts  his  hands  ; 
Satisfy  his  soul's  desire, 
Touch  his  lip3  with  holy  firo  I 
Source  of  light  and  pou'cr  divine, 
Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine. 

2  Breathe  thy  Spirit,  so  shall  fall 
Unction  sweet  upon  us  all  ; 


12  HYMN  XVI. 

Tfll  by  odours  scatter'd  round, 
Christ  himself  be  traced  and  found ; 
Then  shall  ev'ry  raptured  heart, 
Rich  in  peace  and  joy,  depart. 
Source  of  light  and  power  divine  ; 
Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine. 

15.— L.  M.  Worship.  [New  Ar.  16. 

1  TTOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
-*-J-  And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord: 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile. 

And  come  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 
Tliat  we  may  here  converse  with  thee  : 
Ah,  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet ! 

Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven"  be. 

3  "  Chief  of  ton  thousand,"  now  appear. 
That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face  ; 
O,  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 

4  Lord,  let  thy  people's  views  be  clear. 
And  let  their  hearts  be  fill'd  with  love  ; 
O  may  their  light  to  all  appear. 

And  prove  their  doctrines  from  above. 


THE   SCRIPTURES. 

16.— C.  M.  The  Scriptures.         [NewAr.  19, 

1   rr^HIS  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
J-     The  pearl  of  price  unknown  : 
And  they  are  all  divinely  wise 
Who  make  that  pearl  their  own. 


HYMN  XVIII.  13 

2  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 

To  quench  our  thirst  for  sin  : 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows — • 
No  danger  dwells  therein. 

3  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail ; 
Our  guide  to  everlasting  life. 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

4  O  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

Our  roving  feet  command  ; 

Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  road, 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

17.— C.  M.  The  Scriptures.         [New  Ar.  20. 

1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
-tJ-  By  inspiration  given  ; 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 

To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts. 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way  ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

18.— L.  M.  The  Scriptures.         [New  Ar.  21. 

1   IVrORE  joy  than  earth  can  e'er  afford, 
J-tJ.  Is  found  in  God's  delightful  word  ; 
Be  it  my  study,  night  and  day. 
My  guide  through  all  the  lonely  way. 


14  HYMN  XX. 

2  Clothed  with  a  majesty  divine, 

Its  doctrines  and  its  precepts  shine ; 
Infinite  wisdom,  truth  and  grace, 
Appear  in  all  its  promises. 

3  'T  is  here  the  Lord,  as  in  a  glass. 
Displays  the  glories  of  his  face, 
Stoops  from  his  high,  imperial  throne. 
And  makes  his  great  salvation  known. 

4  Then  be  his  word  to  all  address'd — 
Able  to  make  us  wise  and  blest — 

Till  the  whole  earth  shall  own  his  name, 
And  all,  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

19.— L.  M.  The  Scriptures.         [New  Ar.  22. 

1  rpHY  word,  O  Lord,  is  light  and  food, 

J-    The  law  of  truth,  and  source  of  good: 
There  thou  hast  pointed  out  my  way 
To  pardon  and  perpetual  day. 

2  May  I  receive  it.  Lord,  as  thine, 
Receive  it  as  thy  word  divine. 
With  firm  assent,  with  list'ning  ear, 
With  bending  heart,  and  filial  feeir. 

3  Make  me  to  know  its  saving  might. 
Its  quick'ning  power,  its  cheerful  light : 
May  it,  my  stubborn  heart  subdue. 
And  still  my  sinful  soul  renew  I 

4  O  i  let  it  richly  dwell  within, 

To  keep  me  from  the  snares  of  sin. 
And  guide  me  still  to  choose  thy  way. 
That  I  no  more  may  go  astray. 

20.— C.  M.    The  riches  of  God's  loord.  [N.  A.  23. 

1   T    ET  worldly  men  from  shore  to  shore 
J-J  Their  favourite  god  pursne  ; 


HYMN  XXI.  IS 

Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

2  Here  mmes  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy 

Are  open  to  our  sight ; 
The  purest  ^old  without  alloy 
And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
And  here  the  Saviours  lovely  face 
Oar  raptured  eyes  behold. 

4  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest 

And  all  our  wants  supplied : 
Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  m  this  book  denied. 

5  For  these  inestimable  gains 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assured  that  we  shall  find. 


t8 1 . — L.M.  ASaviour  seen  in  the  Scriptures.  [N.  A.24. 

1  'VrOW  let  my  soul,  eternal  King, 

JL 1  To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring  ; 
My  knee,  with  humble  homage,  bow, 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below  and  worlds  above  ; 
But,  in  thy  blessed  word,  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

3  There,  what  delightful  truths  I  read  ! 
There,  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed  ; 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 


16  HYMN  XXIII. 

4  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  gives  my  lab'ring  conscience  peace ; 
Raises  my  grateful  passions  hig-h, 

And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  tftis,  O  !  let  my  song, 
Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong ; 
Let  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 

Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 


DIVINE  PERFECTIONS. 

22. — C.  M.        Greatness.  [New  Arrangement  29. 

1  rj^HY  greatness  Lord,  what  thought  can  reach  ? 
J-    Wiiat  mortal  tongue  can  tell  ? 

Thy  throne  is  fix'd,  thy  power  extends 
O'er  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell. 

2  Who  can  evade  or  who  resist, 

The  vengeance  of  a  God  ? 
Thy  fearful  wrath,  when  once  provoked, 
Spreads  terror  all  abroad. 

3  The  wide  dominion  and  the  power. 

The  sov'reiguty  is  thine  : 
'T  is  thine  the  universe  to  rule. 
With  majesty  divine. 

4  To  thee,  by  all  the  hosts  of  heaven, 

And  all  of  human  race. 
Be  everlasting  honours  given. 
And  universal  praise. 

23. — C.  M.      Omniscience.  [New  Arrangement  30. 


1  TNa 
1  In 


N  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
vain  my  soul  would  try 


HYMN  XXIV.  17 

To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
-     My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

While  yet  unform'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word. 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie. 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still. 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove. 

To  guard  my  soul  from  ev'ry  ill, 

Secured  by  sov'reign  love. 

24. — CM.  D.  Omnipotence.  [New  Arrangement 31. 

1  rpHE  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might, 
JL    The  winds  obey  his  will  ; 

He  speaks,  and  in  his  heav'nly  height 

The  rolling  smi  stands  still. 
Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land. 

With  threat'ning  aspect  roar  ; — 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand. 

And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

2  Ye  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  ; — 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Yo  shall  not,  in  the  lofty  pine, 

Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 
His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar — 

Li  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 


18  HYMN  XXVI. 

He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howUng  skies. 

3  He  Hves,  he  reig7is  in  ev'ry  land, 

From  winter's  polar  snows 
To  where  across  the  burning  sand, 

The  blasting  meteor  goes. 
Ye  nations,  bead,  in  rev'rence  bend  : 

Ye  monarfchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend. 

To  celebrate  your  God  ! 

25. — L.  M.  Invisible.  [New  Arrangement  32 

1  TTT'ITH  deepest  rev'rence  at  thy  throne. 

▼  »     Jehovah,  peerless  and  unknown, 
Our  feeble  spirits  strive,  in  vain 
A  glimpse  of  thee,  great  God,  to  gain. 

2  Who,  by  the  closest  search,  can  find 
Thy  mighty,  uncreated  mind  ? 

Nor  men,  nor  angels  can  explore 

Thy  heights  of  love,  thy  depths  of  power. 

3  We  know  thee  not ;  but  this  we  know. 
Thou  reign'st  above,  thou  reign'st  below : 
And  though  thine  essence  is  unknown 
To  all  the  world  thy  power  is  shown. 

4  That  power  we  trace  on  every  side  ; 

0  may  thy  wisdom  be  our  guide  ! 
And  while  we  live  and  when  we  die. 
May  thine  almighty  love  be  nigh 

26.— H.  M.  Ever  Living.  [Now  Ar.  33. 

1  rr^HE  Lord  Jehovah  lives, 

JL    And  blessed  be  my  Rock  ; 
Though  earth  her  bosom  heaves 
And  mountains  feel  the  shock  ; 

Though  oceans  rage  and  torrents  roar ; 

He  is  the  same  for  evermore. 


HYMN  XXVII.  19 

2  The  Lord  Jehovah  lives— 
The  dying  sinner's  Friend : 
How  freely  he  forgives 
The  follies  that  offend  : 

He  wipes  the  penitential  tear, 
Bids  faith  and  hope,  the  spirit  cheer. 

3  Tho  Lord  Jehovah  lives, 
To  hear  and  answer  prayer, 
Whoe'er  in  him  believes 
And  trusts  his  guardian  care, 

A  Father's  tender  love  shall  know. 
Whence  living  streams  of  comfort  flow. 

4  The  Lord  Jehovah  lives. 
Salvation  to  secure  ; 
The  title  that  he  gives 
Will  be  forever  sure  : 

'T  is  drawn  in  characters  of  blood, 
'T  is  issued  from  the  throne  of  God. 

2T.— C.  P.  M.       The  Love  of  God.      [New  Ar.  36. 

1  IVTY  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  ; 
-LtX  How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze, 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  forever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'T  is  love  that  paints  the  purple  mom 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  But  in  the  gospel  it  appears 
In  sweeter,  fairer  characters, 

And  charms  tho  ravish'd  breast ; 


20  HYMN  XXVIII. 

There  love  immortal  leaves  the  sky, 
To  wipe  the  drooping  mourner's  eye 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  blest 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breeist, 

And  ardent  gratitude  ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  psissions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend — 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 

28.— C.  M.  God  known  by  his  Works.       [N.  A.  34 

1  T  SING  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 
■i-  That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 

And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd. 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  forni'd  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  There 's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

5  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye  ; 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread. 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky. 

6  Creatures  (as  numerous  as  they  be) 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 


HYMN  XXX.  21 

There  's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee 
But  God  is  present  there. 

29.— L.  M.        Voice  of  Creation.         [New  Ar.  35. 

1  r INHERE  seems  a  voice  in  ev'ry  gale, 
J-    A  tongue  in  ev'iy  op'ning  flower, 
Which  tells,  O  Lord,  "  the  wondrous  tale  " 
Of  thy  indulgence,  love,  and  power. 

The  birds  that  rise  on  ^uiv'ring  wing, 
Appear  to  hymn  their  Maker's  praise, 
And  all  the  mingUng  sounds  of  spring 
To  thee  one  general  chorus  raise. 

2  And  shall  my  voice,  great  God,  alone, 
Be  mute  midst  nature's  loud  acclaim  ? 
No,  let  my  heart  with  answ'ring  tone. 
Breathe  forth  in  praise  thy  holy  name. 
And  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine, 
Thou  badest  her  being,  bounded  be, 
But — matchless  proof  of  love  divine — 
Thou  gavest  immortal  life  to  me. 

3  The  Saviour  left  his  heav'nly  throne, 
A  ransom  for  my  soul  to  give  ; 
Man's  suffering  state  he  made  his  own, 
And  deign'd  to  die  that  I  might  live. 
But  thanks  and  praise  for  love  so  great 
No  mortal  tongue  can  e'er  express. 
Then  let  me,  bow'd  before  thy  feet 

In  silence  love  thee.  Lord,  and  bless. 


TRINITY. 

30. — L.  M.  6,1.        Adoration.      [New  Arrang.  48. 

1  XTES,  I  adore  thee,  O  my  God, 

A    Father  supreme  of  earth  and  skies  ; 
Up  to  the  heav'ns  thy  bright  abode, 


^  HYMN  XXXI. 

Let  songs  of  praise  and  joy  arise : 
Thou  art  the  High  and  Holy  One, 
Thy  will  through  earth  and  heaven  be  done. 

2  Yes,  I  adoro  thee,  O  my  God, 

Son  of  the  Father,  wond'rous  King : 
"  Thou  hast  redeom'd  us  by  thy  blood," — 
Sweet  is  the  anthem  we  would  sing  ; 
O  Prince  of  Peace,  accept  the  strain, 
"  Forever  live,  forever  reign." 

3  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  O  my  God, 
Blest  Comforter,  supreme,  divine  ; 
Still  lead  me  in  the  narrow  road, 
Bid  heav'nly  light  around  me  shine  : 
Spirit  of  Holiness,  impart 

Thy  gifts  to  every  trembling  heart. 

4  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  O  my  God, 

Blest  Three  in  One,  blest  One  in  Three ! 
Angels  that  fill  thy  high  abode. 
All  praise  and  glory  give  to  thee  : 
Earth  with  her  millions  shall  confess. 
The  boundless  plenitude  of  grace. 

31.— S.  M.D.   To  the  Holy  Trinity.  [NewAr.  49 

1  (^UR  Father,  who  dost  lead 
v^  The  children  of  thy  grace, 

A  new-born  and  believing  seed. 

Through  this  wide  wilderness  : 

Thy  providential  care 

In  dangers  past  we  own  ; 
Still  let  thine  arm  be  ever  near  ; 

Still  let  thy  love  be  shown. 

2  O  Saviour,  Lamb  of  God  ! 
Our  gracious  dying  Friend  ! 

Reveal  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
On  us  thy  mercy  send  ; 


HYMN  XXXII.  23 

Thou  art  a  Master  kind, 
With  voice  and  person  sweet ; 
Bestow  on  us  a  lo^'^ng  miud, 
And  keep  us  at  thy  feet. 

3  Thou,  Holy  Spirit,  art 

Of  truth  the  promised  Seal : 
Convincing  power  thou  dost  impart, 

And  Jesus'  grace  reveal : 

O,  breathe  thy  quick'ning  breath, 

And  light  and  life  afford  ; 
Instruct  us  how  to  live  by  faith, 

And  glorify  the  Lord. 

32.— 148th.  Praise  to  the  Godhead.    [NewAr.  50. 

1  'XTT'E  give  immortal  praise 

VV     To  God  the  Father's  love, 

For  all  our  comforts  here, 

And  better  hopes  above  ; 
He  sent  his  own  eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too, 

Who  bought  us,  with  his  blood. 

From  everlasting  wo  ; 
And  now  he  lives,  and  now  he  reigns. 
And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  his  pams. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 
Immortal  worship  give  ; 
Whose  new-creating  power 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live ; 

His  work  completes  the  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 
Be  endless  honours  done  ; 


I 


94  HYMN  XXXIII 

The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  mysterious  Oue  ; 
Where  reason  fails,  with  all  her  powers, 
There  faith  prevails  and  love  adores. 


SON,  AND  MEDIATORIAL  WORK. 

33. — C.  M.  Jesus.  [New  Arrangement  67. 

1  T>LEST  Jesus  !  when  my  soaring  thoughts 
-U  O'er  all  thy  graces  rove. 

How  is  my  soul  with  transport  lost 
In  wonder,  joy,  and  love. 

2  Not  softest  strains  can  charm  mine  ears 

Like  thy  beloved  name  ; 
Nor  aught  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
My  heart  with  equal  flame. 

3  Where'er  I  look,  my  wond'ring  eyes 

Unnumber'd  blessings  see  ; 
But  what  is  life,  with  all  its  bliss, 
If  once  compared  with  thee  ? 

4  Hast  thou  a  rival  in  my  breast  ? 

Search,  Lord,  for  thou  canst  tell 
If  aught  can  raise  my  passions  thus, 
Or  please  my  soul  so  well. 

5  No,  thou  art  precious  to  my  hesut — 

My  portion  and  my  joy  ; 
For  ever  let  thy  boundless  grace, 
My  sweetest  thoughts  employ. 

6  Wlien  nature  faints,  around  my  bed 

Let  thy  bright  glories  shine  ; 
And  death  shall  all  his  terrors  lose, 
In  raptures  so  divine. 


HYMN  XXXV.  25 

34.— C.  M.         Christ,  Precious.        [New  Ar.  65. 

1  TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
«J    'T  is  music  to  my  ear  ; 

Fain  wou.'d  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport,  and  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish. 

In  thee  most  richly  meet ; 
Not  to  mine  eyes  is  life  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  still  cheer  my  heart. 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I  '11  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ; 
When  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
My  joy  in  life  and  death. 

35.— 8s  &  6s.  Excellence  of  Christ.  [New  Ar.  6a 

1  /^    COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
^-^j   O,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 

That  in  my  Saviour  shine  ; 
I  'd  soar  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings. 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 

In  notes  that  are  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears 

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
2 


86  HYMN  XXXVII. 

In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would,  to  everlasting  days, 
Make  all  his  glories  known. 

3  Soon  the  delightful  morn  will  como, 
When  my  dear  Lord  w^ill  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  ; 
There  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I  '11  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

36.— C.  M.  All  in  all  [Now  Ar.  60. 

1  /COMPARED  with  Christ,  in  all  beside 
vy   No  comeliness  I  see  ; 

The  one  thing  needful,  dearest  Lord, 
Is  to  be  one  with  thee. 

2  The  sense  of  thy  redeeming  love 

Into  my  soul  convey  ; 
Thyself  bestow,  for  thee  alone. 
My  All  in  all,  I  pray. 

3  Less  than  thyself  will  not  suffice 

My  comfort  to  restore  ; 
More  than  thyself  I  cannot  crave. 
And  thou  canst  give  no  more. 

4  Loved  of  my  God,  for  him  again 

With  love  intense  I  'd  burn  ; 
Chosen  of  thee,  ere  time  began, 
I  'd  choose  thee  in  return. 

5  Whate'er  consists  not  with  thy  love, 

O  teach  me  to  resign  ; 
I  'm  rich  to  all  th'  intents  of  bliss 
If  thou,  O  God,  art  mine. 

5T.— C.  M.       Fulness  of  Christ.        [New  Ar  64. 

1   /~\    WHAT  treasure  all  divine 
V-/}   Is  hid  in  Christ  the  Lord  ! 


HYMN  XXXVIII.  ^  27 

From  him  what  rays  of  glory  shine, 
What  peace  his  paths  afford. 

2  In  him  our  light  and  life  are  found, 

Though  we  were  dead  before  ; 
And  now  he  makes  our  joys  abound, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore. 

3  WTien  sore  distross'd,  he  to  our  aid. 

On  rapid  pinions  flies  ; 
And  to  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made, 
A  healing  balm  applies. 

4  'T  is  from  his  fulness  we  receive. 

And  daily  grace  for  grace  ; 

That  to  his  glory  we  may  live. 

And  see  him  face  to  face. 

3§. — 7s.        Christ  Unchangeable.       [New  Ar.  77 

1  TTTHAT  a  changing  world  is  this  ! 

VV     Void  of  all  substantial  bliss ; 
All  we  see  beneath  the  sun, 
In  successive  changes  run : 
But  our  Jesus  proves  the  same. 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name ! 

2  Wisdom,  holiness,  and  might. 
Truth  and  justice  are  his  right ; 
Boundless  goodness,  love  supreme, 
Flow'd  eternally  from  him  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  still  the  same. 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name ! 

3  Abram's  bold  rebellious  race, 
Found  him  full  of  truth  and  grace  ; 
Priests  and  prophets  all  have  told, 
What  he  did  for  saints  of  old ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  still  the  same. 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name  ! 


HYMN  XXXIX. 

4  Let  us  to  his  throne  repair, 

Wait  with  humble  patience  there  ; 
He  will  soon  our  cries  attend, 
Love  and  save  us  to  the  end  ; 
He  will  ever  prove  the  same. 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name  ! 

, — C.  M.  Chief  among  ten  thousand.  [N.  A.  76 

1  1\/rAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
-L^J.   Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'ertlow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he,  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  : 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death. 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode. 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

G  Since  from  thy  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine. 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 


HYMN  XLI.  89 

40.— 8s  7s.  The  Grace  of  Jesus  Christ.  [N  A  69 

1  TESUS  CHRIST,  methinks  I  love  thee  ; 
«J    But  I  fain  would  love  thee  more  ; 

'T  was  thy  grace  at  first  did  move  thee 

To  a  soul  extremely  poor. 
Thou  wast  rich  beyond  expression — 

Rich  in  Godhead,  rich  in  grace  ; 
But  to  better  my  condition, 

Thou  my  natm-e  didst  embrace. 

2  Hungry,  naked,  and  abused 

By  the  men  thou  earnest  to  bless  ; 
By  thy  Father  sorely  bruised  ; 

Groaning,  bleeding,  with  distress. 
Thou  wast  poor  beyond  expression, 

Bathed  in  thine  own  precious  blood  ; 
All  to  better  my  condition — 

All  to  make  me  rich  in  God. 

3  Jesus  Christ,  methinks  I  love  thee  ; 

But  I  fain  would  love  thee  more  ; 
'T  was  thy  grace  at  first  did  move  thee 

To  a  soul  extremely  poor. 
For  thy  mercy  thus  enjoy'd, 

If  I  had  ten  thousand  tongues, 
They  should  all  be  still  employ'd 

In  ten  thousand  grateful  songs. 

41.— C.  M.  Praise  to  the  Redeemer.     [N.  A.  66 

1  /^  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
VJ'j   My  dear  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Let  saints  thy  love  proclaim. 
And  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 


30  HYMN  XLII. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrow  cease  : 
'Tis  music  to  our  ravish'd  ears  ; 
'T  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  It  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

And  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
Thy  blood  can  cleanse  the  foulest  stain  ; 
And  can  avail  for  me. 

42.— C.  M.     A  merciful  High-Priest.     [N.  A.  86. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  join  in  songs  of  praise 
v_''  To  our  ascended  Priest  ; 

He  enter'd  heaven  with  all  our  names 
Engraven  on  his  breast. 

2  Below  he  wash'd  our  guilt  away 

By  his  atoning  blood  ; 
Now  he  appears  before  the  throne 
And  pleads  our  cause  with  God. 

3  What  though  while  here  we  oft  must  feel 

Temptations  keenest  dart  ? 
Our  tender  High-Priest  feels  it  too, 
And  will  appease  the  smart. 

4  Clothed  with  our  nature  still,  he  knowa 

The  weakness  of  our  frame, 
And  how  to  shield  us  from  the  foes 
Which  he  himself  o'ercame. 

5  Nor  time  nor  distance  e'er  shall  quench 

The  fervour  of  his  love  ; 
For  us,  he  died  in  kindness  here, 
Nor  is  less  kind  above. 

G  O  may  we  ne'er  forget  his  grace. 
Nor  blush  to  bear  his  name  ; 
Still  may  our  hearts  hold  fast  his  faith, 
Our  lips  his  praise  proclami. 


HYMN  XLIV.  31 

43. — C.  M.  Compassionate  High-Priest.  [N.  A.  88 

1  TT7ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

VV     Of  our  High-Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  withm, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same, 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  everj^  member  bears. 

4  He  '11  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power  ; 
We  shall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  every  trying  hour. 

44.— L.  M.        He  is  our  Peace.       [New  Ar.  104. 

1  TJLEST  be  the  Saviour's  sacred  name  ; 
-M-J  On  embassies  of  peace  he  came  ; 
And  angels  chanted  at  his  birth, 

"  Good-will  to  men,  and  peace  on  earth." 

2  "  He  is  our  peace  ;"  for  by  his  blood 
Sinners  are  reconciled  to  God  ; 
Sweet  harmony  is  now  restored. 
And  man  beloved,  and  God  adored. 

3  "  He  is  our  peace  ; "  in  him  we  find 
A  sweet  serenity  of  muid  ; 


32  HYMN  XLVI. 

This  is  to  us  his  own  bequest, 

Aud  makes  the  soul  supremely  blest. 

4  "  He  is  our  peace  "  'tween  man  and  man  ; 
Aud  by  his  harmonizing  plan, 
Barbarian,  Scythian,  bond  and  free, 

In  perfect  fellowship  agree. 

5  Blest  be  the  bleeding  Saviour's  name  ; 
On  embassies  of  peace  he  came. 

Let  mortals  to  their  latest  breath 
Sing  of  his  reconciling  death. 

45.— C.  M.  The  Way,  ^c.  [New  Ar.  91. 

1  rpHOU  art  the  Way;  to  thee  alone 
JL     From  sin  aud  death  we  flee  ; 

And  he,  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  in  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth ;  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart  ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  ;  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life, — 

Grant  us  to  know  that  Way, 
That  Ti-uth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 
Which  leads  to  endless  day. 

46.— S.  M.         The  Lamb  of  God.  [N.  A.  8-1. 

1    "VrOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
JL  1    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 


HYMN  XLVIT.  S3 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  al!  our  sins  away  ; 

A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  failh  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 
The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  accursed  tree,— 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

47.— C.  M.         The  Lamb  of  God.    [New  Ar.  83. 

1  /CONTEMPLATE,  saints,  the  source  divine, 
Vy   Whence  all  your  joys  have  flow'd  ; 
With  gladsome  hearts  and  grateful  tongues 

"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! " 

2  If  saved  from  wrath,  and  from  the  stroke 

Of  Heaven's  avenging  rod, 
Pouring  his  precious  blood  for  you, 
"  Behold  the  liamb  of  God  I  " 

3  Freed  from  the  pangs  of  conscious  guilt, 

And  sin's  afflicting  load, 
To  Jesus'  blood  you  owe  your  peace  ; 
"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  I " 

4  With  holy  mind,  and  heart  renew'd. 

Run  ye  the  narrow  road  ; 
His  sprinkled  blood  has  cleansed  your  souls  ; 

"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! " 
2* 


34  HYMN  XLIX. 

5  Each  heavenly  blessing  ye  receive, 
Through  Jesus  is  bestow'd, 
In  every  good  your  souls  possess, 
"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  I " 

5  Hope  ye  in  heav^en  with  God,  at  last. 
To  find  your  blest  abode  ? 
Still,  as  the  ground  of  all  your  hopes, 
"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  1 " 


4§._7s.  Christ,  the  Darj-Star.     [New  Ar.  79 

1  /CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies— 
Vy   Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light  ; 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Dayspring  from  on  high,  be  near, 
Day-Star,  in  our  hearts  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn. 
If  it  bring  no  ray  from  thee  ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return. 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  wo  see. 
Lord,  thine  inward  light  impart. 
Cheering  each  benighted  heart. 

3  Visit  every  soul  of  thine. 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  with  radiancy  divine. 
Scatter  all  our  unbelief  ; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

49.— C.  :\L      Unchangeable  Friend.      [N.  A.  102. 

1    /^OME,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join, 
V7  To  praise  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 
Whoso  love 's  a  constant  flame. 


HYMN  L.  35 

2  When  most  we  need  his  gracious  hand, 
This  Friend  is  always  near  ; 
With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command, 
He  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

,  3  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 
No  change  can  turn  its  course  ; 
Immutably  the  same,  it  flows 
From  one  eternal  source. 

4  When  frowns  appear  to  veil  his  face, 

And  clouds  surround  his  throne  ; 
He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace 
To  make  it  better  known. 

5  And  when  our  dearest  comforts  fall 

Before  his  sov'reign  will, 

He  never  takes  away  our  all. 

Himself,  he  gives  us  still. 

50.--lls8s.  Shepherd.  [New  Ar.  101. 

1   npHE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  his  kindness  I  know ; 
J-     My  wants  will  be  ever  supplied : 
He  makes  me  repose  where  the  green  peistures 
grow, 
And  water's  in  gentleness  glide. 

"2  My  wandering  aiFectious,  so  often  astray, 
His  kindness  and  care  will  reclaim, 
To  wisdom  and  holiness  point  out  the  way, 
To  the  praise  of  his  glorious  name. 

3  What  though  I  walk  through  the  dark  valley  of 

death 
No  evil  my  spirit  will  fear  ; 
My  Shepherd  is  with  me,  his  ami  is  beneath 
His  love,  and  his  comfort  are  near. 

4  The  hand  of  his  bounty  my  table  snppli^. 

My  cup  ef  enjoyment  o'erflows  : 


36  HYMN  LI. 

He  keeps  me  in  safety  when  troubles  arise, 
Nor  yields  to  th'  assaults  of  my  foes. 

5  His  goodness  and  mercy  around  me  are  pour'd, 
His  love  shall  forever  endure  ; 
Forever  I  '11  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord ; 
His  word  of  salvation  is  sure. 


51. — 8s  7s  7s.        Christ's  Love.        [New  Ar.  103 

1  /^NE  there  is,  above  all  others, 

Vy  Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 

His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end : 
They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God  : 
This  was  boundless  love  indeed  I 
Jesus  is  a  Friend  in  need ! 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased. 

Friend  of  Sinners  was  his  name  ; 
Now  above  all  glory  raised. 
He  rejoices  ui  the  same ; 
Still  he  calls  them  "  Brethren — friends," 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

4  O,  for  grace  our  lioarts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us  Lord  at   length  to  love ; 
We  alas  I  forjiet  too  often, 

W^hat  a  Friend  we  have  above : 

But  when  homo  our  souls  are  brought, 

We  will  love  thcc  as  we  ought. 


HYMN  LIII.  37 

52. — 8s  7s  4s.  Meekness  of  Christ.       [New  Ar.  95. 

1  r^  ENTLE  Jesus,  how  I  love  thee  ! 
VJ  Words  cannot  my  love  express  ; 
Day  and  night  how  much  I  prove  thee 

Full  of  mercy,  full  of  grace  ; 

Wretched  sinners, 
Thou  dost  take  delight  to  bless. 

2  Of  thy  condescending  goodness, 

What  examples  do  I  find  ! 
'Midst  neglect,  contempt  and  rudeness, 
Meek  and  lowly  was  thy  mind; 

Gentle  Jesus, 
Thou  wast  altogether  kind. 

3  O  hov.'  mild  and  condescending 

Are  the  methods  thou  dost  take  I 
Low  beneath  my  burden  bending, 
Bleeding,  dying  for  my  sake  : 

Gentle  Jesus, 
Now  some  word  of  comfort  speak. 

4  Lo  !   I  venture  to  approach  thee ; 

Though  my  sins  are  great  indeed  ; 
If  by  faith  I  may  but  touch  thee, 
Virtue  will  from  thee  proceed  ; 

Gentle  Jesus, 
Thou  alone  art  all  I  need. 


63.— ys  7s:        Our  High-Priest.      [New  Ar.  146. 

1   TTAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 

J-J-  Hail,  thou  bleeding,  conq'ring  King  ; 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring  I 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Tliou  didsc  bear  our  sin  and  shame, 


38  HYMN  LIV. 

Through  thy  merit  we  find  favour; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  oiu-  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  Almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven. 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  j 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Man  is  reconciled  to  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide, 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading. 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  : 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

54.— C.  M.         Mediatorial  Work      [New  Ar.  105. 

1  "\T7"HAT  wisdom,  majesty  and  grace, 

▼  »      Through  all  the  gospel  shine  ; 
'T  is  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess 
The  doctrine  most  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  starry  throne  on  high, 

The  almighty  Saviour  comes  ; 
Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  flesh  assumes. 

3  The  mighty  debt,  the  sinner  owed. 

Upon  the  cross  he  pays  ; 
Then  through  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 
'Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 

4  Tliore  lie,  our  great  High  Priest,  appears, 

Before  his  Father's  throne  : 


HY:\rN  LV.  39 

Offers  his  incense  with  our  i)rny'rs, 
And  pours  salvation  down. 

5  Great  God  with  rev'rence  we  adore 
Thy  justice  and  thy  grace  ; 
And  on  tliy  faithfulness  and  power, 
Oiu"  firm  dependence  place. 

5.— S.  M.  Chrisfs  Mission.      [New  Ar.  108. 

1   T)  AISE  your  triumphant  songs, 
XX  To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds. 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love. 
Its  chief  Beloved  chose  ; 

And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow, 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  soula 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'T  was  mercy  fiU'd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 

When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down. 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopeless  sorrows  cease  : 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love. 
And  take  the  ofFer'd  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call. 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 


40  HYMN  LVII. 

56. — 8s  78  7s.  Atonement.         [New  Ar.  121. 

1  TTT'ITHOUT  blood  is  no  remission  ; 

VV     Thus  the  law  proclaims  from  heaven  ; 
Blood  must  flow — on  this  condition, 
This  alone,  is  sin  forgiven  : 
Yes,  a  victim  must  be  slain, 
Else  all  hope  of  life  is  vain. 

2  But  the  victim — who  shall  find  it  ? 

Such  a  one  as  sinners  need  ? 
To  the  altar  who  shall  bind  it  ? 

Who  shall  make  the  victim  bleed  ? 
Questions  these  of  anxious  thought, 
Till  the  word  of  God  is  brought. 

3  God  himself  provides  the  Victim — 

Jesus  is  the  Lamb  of  God  ; 
Heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell  afflict  him, 
While  he  bears  the  sinner's  load  ; 
'T  is  his  blood,  and  that  alone. 
Can  for  human  guilt  atone. 

4  Joyful  truth  !  he  bore  transgression 

In  his  body  on  the  cross  ; 
Through  his  blood,  there  's  full  remission  ; 

All  for  liim  we  count  but  loss  : 

Jesus  for  the  sinner  bleeds, 

Nothing  more  the  siuner  needs. 

57.— C.  M.  Gethscmane.         [New  Ar.  118 

1  'r\x\RK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  gromid 
J^  On  which  the  Lord  was  laid  ; 

His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down, 
In  agony  he  pray'd  ; — 

2  "  Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup. 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 

If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 

Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil  !  " 


HYMN  LVIII.  41 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner  ;  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow : 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee — 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 

4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear, 

Thy  Father's  will  obey  : 
And  when  temptations  press  thee  neai, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

§.— S.  M.      Christ  upon  the  Cross     [New  Ar.  126. 

1  T>EHOLD  th' amazing  sight, 
-U   The  Saviour  lifted  high  ; 

Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight. 
Expire  in  agony. 

2  For  whom  was  broke  that  heart? 
For  whom  these  sorrows  borne  ? 

Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  meet  that  bitter  scoru  ? 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 
And  all  in  torture  died  ; 

'T  was  love  that  bow'd  his  faintmg  head 
And  op'd  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore. 
In  sympathy  of  love  ; 

I  feel  the  strong  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords  as  these, 
Let  all  the  earth  combine. 

With  cheerful  ardour  to  confess 
The  energy  divine. 

6  In  thee,  our  hearts  unite, 
Nor  share  thy  griefs  alone, 

But  from  thy  cross  pursue  their  flight 
To  thy  triumphant  throne. 


43  HYMN  LX. 

59.— L.  M.         The  Crucifixion.        [New  Ar.  129. 

ICC  ^rvy  IS  finish'd  !  "  so  the  Saviour  cried, 
J-     And  meekly  bow'd  his  dying  head ; 
"  'T  is  finish'd  I  "  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  "  'T  is  finish'd  I  "  all  that  Heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfiU'd,  as  wa^;  desigii'd. 
In  Christ,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  "  'T  is  finish'd  I  "  this,  his  dying  groan, 
Shall  sins  of  deepest  hue  atone  ; 
Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death, 
By  this,  his  last  expiring  breath. 

4  "  'T  is  finish'd  I  "  Heaven  is  reconciled, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd. 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

5  "  'T  is  finish'd  I  "  let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  ; 
"  'T  is  finish'd  !  "  let  the  echo  fly 

Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth  and  sky. 

60.— C.  L.  M.   The  Lord  is  risen.     [New  Ar.  135. 

1  TTQW  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn, 
JlI  That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb. 
Where  once  the  Crucified  was  borne. 

And  veil'd  in  midnight  gloom  I 
O,  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain  ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord, 
"  Behold  the  place — ho  io  not  hero," 
The  tomb  is  all  unbair'd: 


HYMN  LXI.  43 

The  gates  of  death  were  closed  m  vain, 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  Hves  again. 

3  Now,  cheerful  to  the  house  of  pray'r, 

Your  early  footsteps  bend, 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  Advocate  and  Friend  : 
Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  again. 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day, 

'T  is  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears : 
O,  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain, 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

5  And  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall. 

When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul. 

How  blissful  then  to  die  : 
Since  he  has  risen  that  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 

1. — L.  M.      Christ's  Intercession.    [New  Ar.  13( 

1  TTE  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ! 
-TJ-  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  : 
And  now  before  his  Father,  God, 

He  pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears. 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face. 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts  ; 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise. 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 


44  HYMN  LXII. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  horn-, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
This  hope  repels  each  fiery  dart — 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  Almighty  Friend, 
On  thee  alone  our  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

62.— C.  M.     The  Cross  and  Crown.    [New  Ar.  144 

1  rr^IIE  head  that  once  was  crown'd  with  thorns 
J-     Is  crown'd  with  glory  now  ; 

A  royal  diadem  adonis 

The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords, 

Is  his  by  sov'reign  right  ; 
The  King  of  king§,  the  Lord  of  lords. 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below. 
To  whom  he  maniffsts  his  love. 
And  grants  his  name  to  know  ; 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given ; 
Their  uaiuf^  an  everlasting  name. 
Their  joy — the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  thoir  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above  ; 
Their  profit  and  tiieir  joy  to  know 
The  myst'ry  of  his  love. 

6  The  cross  he  bore,  is  life  and  health. 

Though  shiime  and  death  to  him  ; 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everhisting  theme. 


1  TN 

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HYMN  LXIV.  45 

63.-88  78.      The  Cross  of  Christ.     [New  Ar.  130. 

the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory  ! 
Towering  o'er  the.  wrecks  of  time, 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story, 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forj;ake  me, 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure. 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  la  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory  ; 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time, 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story, 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

64. — L.  M.    Glorying  in  the  Cross.    [New  Ar.  131 

1  TTTHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

»  V     On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died  ; 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 


46  HYMM  LXVI. 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ! 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
liOve  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

65.— L.  M.  Lord  of  Angels.        [New  Ar.  147. 

1  r^  REAT  God,  to  what  a  glorious  height 
vT  Hast  thou  advanced  the  Lord,  thy  Son  I 

Angels  in  all  their  robes  of  light, 
Are  made  the  servants  of  his  throne. 

2  Before  his  feet,  their  armies  wait. 
And  swift  as  fl;vmcs  of  fire  they  move, 
To  manage  his  affairs  of  state, 

"     In  works  of  vengeance  or  of  love. 

3  Now  they  are  sent  to  guide  our  feet, 
Up  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode. 
Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet. 
In  travelling  o'er  the  heavenly  road. 

4  Lord,  when  we  leave  this  mortal  ground, 
And  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise  and  come, 
Send  thy  beloved  angels  down, 

Safe  to  conduct  our  spirits  home. 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

66.— C.  M.    Effusion  of  the  Spirit.    [New  Ar.  15L 

1    T    ET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky  I 
-i-J  Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high. 
According  to  his  word. 


HYMN  LXVIII.  47 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within, 
He  quickens  sinners  from  their  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  to  our  hearts  reveals  ; 
Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 
And  our  redemption  seals. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 

With  thy  celestial  fire  ; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire  ! 

67.— C.  M.        Work  of  the  Spirit.     [New  Ar.  152. 

1  rpHE  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind, 

-L    Blows  when  and  where  he  please  ; 
How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel. 
The  soul  enlivening  breeze. 

2  He  forms  the  carnal  mind  afresh, 

Subdues  the  power  of  sin. 
Transforms  the  heart  of  stone  to  flesh, 
And  plants  his  grace  within. 

3  He  sheds  abroad  the  Father's  love, 

Applies  redeeming  blood, 
Bids  both  our  guilt  and  grief  remove, 
xA.nd  brings  us  near  to  God. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead,  benighted  soul. 

With  light,  and  life,  and  joy  ; 
None  can  thy  mighty  power  control, 
Thy  glorious  work  destroy. 

«§.— C.  M.        Work  of  the  Spirit.    [New  Ar.  153. 

I  /^  REAT  Spirit,  through  whose  mighty  power 
vJ  AH  creatures  live  and  move. 


48  HYMN  LXIX. 

On  us  thy  benedict  on  shower, 
Inspire  our  pouIs  with  love. 

2  Hoi!.  Source  of  light,  arise  and  shine, 

Darkness  and  doubt  dispel ; 
Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we  are  thhie, 
In  us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 

Complete  redemption  brinw  ; 
Now  tongues  impart,  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 

To  all  the  world  beside  ; 
Exulting,  then,  wo  '11  show  and  own 
Our  Jesus  glorified. 


69.— S.M.D.  "IVffnc.ss  of  the  Spirit.  [New  Ar.  156 

1  OPIRIT  of  faith,  come  down, 
^  Reveal  the  things  of  God, 

And  make  to  us  the   Saviour  known 

And  witness  with  the  blood. 

'T  is  thine  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  give  us  each  to  see, 
That  he  who  did  for  ainncrs  die, 

Hath  surely  died  for  mr. 

2  No  one  can  truly  say. 
That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 

Unless  thou  take  the  veil  away, 

And  breathe  the  living  word. 

Then,  only  then,  we  feel 

Our  interest  in  Ids  blood. 
And  cry,  with  joy  unspeakable, 

"  Thou  art  my  Lo-d,  my  G^od" 


HYMN  LXXI.  49 

TO. —  8s  6s.  Spirit  sought..         [New  Ar.  157. 

1  /^OME,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'uiug  fire, 
vV   Come,  and  in  me  dcHirht  to  rest ; 
Grant  the  supplies  that  I  require  ; 

O  come,  and  consecrate  my  breast: 
The  temple  of  my  sonl  prepare, 
And  fix  thy  sacred  presence  there. 

2  My  peace,  my  life,  my  comfort  thou. 
My  treasure  and  my  all  Tiiorj  art  ; 
True  v^itness  of  my  sonship,  now, 
Enjrraving  Christ  upon  my  heart, 
Seal  of  my  sins  in  him  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  love,  and  pledge  of  heaven.   . 

•S  My  Comforter,  mark  out  thine  heir, 
Of  heaven  a  larger  earnest  give  ; 
With  clearer  light  thy  witness  bear, 
More  actively  within  me  live  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  thy  presence  feel, 
And  deeper  stamp  thyself  the  seal. 

71.— C.  M.      Grieving  the  Spirit.    [New  Ar.  159. 

1  nnHE  God  of  grace  will  never  leave, 
J-     Or  cast  away  his  own  ; 

And  yet  when  we  his  Spirit  grieve, 
His  comforts  are  withdrawn. 

2  If  noisy  war  or  strife  abound. 

We  grieve  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
His  gi-acious  influence  is  found 
In  paths  of  truth  and  love. 

3  Should  we  indulge  one  secret  sin, 

Or  disregard  his  laws. 
His  succours  and  support,  within, 

The  Spirit  vex'd  v/ithdraws. 
3 


50  HYMN  LXXIir. 

4  To  sin,  O  leave  us  not  a  prey, 
Nor  yet  to  Satan's  hand  ; 
But  guide  us,  in  the  heav'niy  way, 
To  our  Emmanuel's  land. 

72.— h.  M.  Ini-nratinn.  [New  Ar.  160. 

1  /^OME,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind, 
Vy   And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God ; 
Remove  each  vuin  and  worldly  thought. 
And  lead  mo  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 

O  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame  ; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 
And  let  me  now    my  Saviour  see  ; 

O,  soothe  and  cheer. my  burden'd  heart. 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

73.— 7s.      Influencesof  the  Spirit.         [N.  A.  161 

.RACIOUS  Spirit,  Love  divine, 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 
Let  my  guilty  fears  remove. 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pard'ning  grace  to  me  ; 
Set  the  burden'd  sinner  free  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  liumb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart  ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast. 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 


G" 


HYMN  LXXV.  51 

T4. — 7s.  Invocation.  [New  Arrangement  162. 

1  TTOLY  GHOST,  with  light  divine, 
J- J-  IShine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of   night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control. 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine. 
Cheer  this  sadden'd  heart  of  mine  ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

*  Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all-divine. 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Cast  down  eveiy  idol-throne. 
Reign  supreme — and  reign  alone. 

75. — CM.  Various  influences  desired.    [N.A.  163. 

1  "pTERNAL  Spirit— God  of  truth, 
J-^  Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  heavenly  love, 

And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  'T  is  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind. 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd  ; 
'T  is  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live. 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be  ; 
That  we,  in  singleness  of  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear, 

That  we  're  the  sons  of  God  ; 
Redeem'd  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell. 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 


52  HYMN  LXXVII. 

76.— C.  M.         The  Spirit  desired.  [New  Ar.  164. 

1  f^  REAT  Father  of  each  perfect  gift 
VT   Behold  thy  servants  wait  ; 

With  longiiifr  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  O  !  shed  abroad  that  choicest  gift — 

Thy  Spirit  from  above, 
To  cheer  our  eyes  with  sacred  light,     . 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  Blest  earnest  of  eternal  joy, 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven  : 
And  bear  with  energy  divine, 

Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

4  Diffuse,  O  God,  thy  copious  showers, 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield, 
And  change  the  barren  wilderness, 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 


WARNINGS. 

TT.— CM.  BoaH  not  thyself  of  to-morroic.  [N.A.194. 

1  "f T7HY  should  we  boast  of  time  to  come, 

VV     Though  but  a  single  day  ? 
This  hour  may  fix  our  final  doom, 
Though  strong,  and  young,  and  gay. 

2  The  present  we  should  now  redeem  ; 

This  only  is  our  own  ; 
The  past,  alas  !  is  all  a  dream, 
The  future  is  unknown. 

3  O  !  think,  what  vast  concerns  depend 

Upon  A  moment's  space  ; 
When  life  and  all  its  cares  shall  end 
In  vengeance  or  in  grace. 


HYMN  LXXVIII.  63 

4  O,  for  that  power  which  melts  the  heart, 

And  mounts  the  soul  on  high, 
Where  sin,  and  grief,  and  death  depart, 
And  pleasures  never  die. 

5  There  we  with  ecstacy  shall  fall 

Before  Emanuel's  feet ; 
And  hail  him  as  our  All  in  all, 
In  happiness  complete. 


7§.— P.  M.         Call  to  the  Young.    [New  Ar.  195. 

1  T  TPj  for  thy  life,  young  soul ! 
^    Foes  gather  round  thee  fast ; 

Up,  for  the  swift  hours  roll 
Thy  favour'd  season  past. 

Now  thoa  art  strong, 

Gird  for  the  fight, 

Decay,  ere  long, 

Shall  waste  thy  might. 

2  Christ  and  his  ransom'd  band, 
Toward  heaven  thy  soul  allure  ; 
Glorious  at  his  right  hand. 
While  joys  on  high  endure. 

There  rest  complete : 
Thrice-welcome  they, 
Whose  early  feet 
His  call  obey. 

3  Mark,  now,  from  realms  above, 
The  Spirit  o'er  thee  bends  : 
Gift  of  the  Saviours  love, 
Hub.  God  the  Father  sends: 

He  leads  secure — 
His  sword  and  shield 
Make  victory  sure, 
Make  Satan  yield. 


64  HYMN  LXXX. 

4  God  and  his  saints  invite  ; 

Hell  warns  with  dreadful  voice  ; 
Life,  death,  all  things  unite 
To  press  thy  timely  choice. 

List  to  that  call  I 

On  Jesus'  side, 

Trust  now  thine  all — 

In  him  abide. 

79.— S.M.  Life,  a  Vapour.        [New  Ar.  196. 

1  rpO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine. 

JL     Lodged  in  thy  sov'reign  hand  ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away  ; 

O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day  ! 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 
Eternity  is  huug. 

Awake  by  thine  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  "  One  thin<r  "  demands  our  care, 
O,  be  it  still  pursued, 

Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renow'd. 

§0 ^L.  M.  Why  xoill  ye  die  7     [New  Ar.  197. 

1  "fTTHY,  thoughtless  sinner  wilt  thou  die? 

V  V      Why  yield  to  Satan's  fatal  charm  ? 
Why  wilt  thou  yet  believe  the  lie, 
That  sill  can  do  thy  soul  no  harm  ? 

2  God  has  pronounced  the  sinners  doom  ; 
In  ruin  soon  his  course  niu;^t  end  : 


HYMN  LXXXIl.  55 

Wilt  thou  in  sin  on  peace  presume, 
Or  on  vain  confidence  depend  ? 

3  Hast  thou  an  arm  like  God  most  high, 
In  equal  war  with  him  to  meet  ? 
Canst  thou  his  thunderbolts  defy, 

Or  quench  his  flames  beneath  thy  feet  ?         ^ 

4  Peace  is  proclaimed  !  O  bless  the  sound 
Of  pardon,  bought  with  love  divine  ; 
God  has  liimself  the  ransom  found, 
Which  could  atone  for  sins  like  thine. 

81.— L.  M.         One  thing  needful   [New  Ar.  198. 

1  TTTHY  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares, 

VV,   That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares, 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pam  ? 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue  ; 
Not  so  \\'\\\  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
W^hen  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  impart, 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart  : 
Nor  let  us  waste,  on  trifling  cares, 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 

§2.— C.  L.  M.  Go,  watch  and  pray.  [New  Ar.  199, 

1   /^  O,  watch  and  pray  :  thou  canst  not  tell 
vT  How  near  thine  hour  may  be  ; 
Tliou  canst  not  know  how  soon  the  bell 
Mav  toll  its  notes  for  thee. 


J  HYMN  LXXXIIL 

Death's  countless  snares  beset  thy  way  ; 
Frail  child  of  dust,  go,  watch  and  pray. 

2  Fond  youth,  while  free  from  blighting  care, 

Does  thy  firm  pulse  beat  high  ? 
Do  hope's  glad  visions,  bright  and  fair, 

Sparkle  before  thine  eye  ? 
Soon  these  must  change,  must  pass  away  ; 
Frail  child  of  dust,  go,  watch  and  pray. 

3  Ambition,  stop  thy  panting  breath  ; 

Pride,  sink  thy  lifted  eye  ! 
Behold  the  caverns  dark  with  death 

Before  you  open  lie. 
ThQ  heavenly  warning  now  obey"*, 
Ye  sons  of  pride,  go,  watch  and  pray.    • 

4  Thou  aged  man,  life's  wi]itry  storm, 

Hath  sear'd  thy  vernal  bloom  ; 
With  trembling  limbs  and  wasting  form, 

Thou  'rt  bending  to  the  tomb. 
And  can  vain  hope  lead  thee  astray, 
Go  !  weary  pilgrim,  watch  and  pray. 


INVITATIONS. 

§1.— S.  M.     The  Gospel  Trumpet.    [New  Ar.  255 

1  XTE  trembling  captives,  hear  I 

y.     The  gospel  trumpet  sounds  : 
No  sound  beside  can  charm  the  ear, 
Or  heal  your  heart-felt  wounds. 

2  'T  is  not  the  trump  of  war. 
Nor  Sinai's  thunder's  roar  ; 

Salvation's  news  it  spreads  afar, 
And  vengeance  is  no  more- 


HYMN  LXXXV.  57 

3  Grace,  pardon,  love,  imd  peace, 
Glad  heaven  aloud  proclaims  ; 

And  earth  the  Jubilee's  release, 
With  eager  rapture,  claims. 

4  Far,  far  to  distant  lands 

The  joyful  news  shall  spread  ; 
And  Jesus  all  his  willing  bands, 
In  one  blest  triumph,  lead. 


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84.__ns  4s.  Tu-day.     [New  Arrang.  256. 

'0-DAY,  the  Saviour  calls  ! 
wand'rers  come  ; 
O,  ye  benighted  souls. 
Why  longer  roam. 

2  To-day,  the  Saviour  calls  I 

O,  listen  now : 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day,  the  Saviour  calls  I 

For  refuge  fly  ; 
The  storm  of  vengeance  falls  ; 
Ruin  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  I 

Yield  to  his  power  ; 

O,  grieve  him  not  away  ; 

'T  is  mercy's  hour. 

§5. — 7s.  Come  and  Welcome.     [New  Ar.  257. 


FROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear. 
Bursting  on  the  ravish"d  ear  : 
*'  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 
3* 


58  HYMN  LXXXVI. 

2  Sprinkled  now,  with  blood,  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan? 

On  my  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  ; 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son, 
"  Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

3  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board. 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Yet  again  a  child  confoss'd  ; 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam, 

"  Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

4  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  ; 

Lo  !  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend  ; 

Safe  your  spirit  to  convey, 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day  ; 

Up  to  my  eternal  home, 

"  Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

§G.— 7s.  Expostulation.        [New  Ar.  258. 

1  T^  EARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 
-Tl  Break,  by  Jesus'  cro?8  subdued, 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 
Cover'd  with  a  gore  of  blood  ; 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done, 
Crucified  th'  Eternal  Son  I 

2  Yes,  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed, 
Driven  "the  nails  that  fix'd  him  there, 
Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 
Plunged  into  his  side  the  spear. 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice. 

While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

3  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 
Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue  ? 


HYMN  LXXXVIII.  59^ 

Open  all  his  wounds  again  ? 
And  the  shameful  cross  renew  ? 
No  ;  with  all  my  sins  I  '11  part ; 
Break,  O  break,  my  bleeding  heart. 

§7.— lis.  Delay  Not.  [New  Arrang.  259. 

1  "TVELAY  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  di-aw  near, 
-L'   The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee. 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here. 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 
The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God  ? 
A  fountain  is  open'd,  how  canst  thou  refuse 

To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning  blood. 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 
For  mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-day  : 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb  ; 
Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of  Grace, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  its  sad  flight; 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  vale  of  eternity's  night. 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at  hand — 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,   and  the  heavens  shall 

fade  ; 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shzill 

stand ; 
What  power,  then,  O  sinner,  shall  lend  thee  its 

aid! 

§§. — 7s.  Fulness  of  Christ.    [New  Ar.  260. 

1   "DLEEDING  hearts,  defiled  by  sin, 
J-'  Jesus  Christ  can  make  you  clean  : 
Contrite  souls,  with  guilt  oppress'd 
Jesus  Christ  can  give  you  rest. 


CO  HYMN  LXXXIX. 

2  You  that  mourn  o'er  follies  past, 
Precious  hours  and  years  laid  weiste  ; 
Turn  to  God,  O  turn  and  live, 
Jesus  Christ  can  still  forgive. 

3  You  that  oft  have  wander'd  far. 
From  the  light  of  Bethlehem's  star, 
Tremhling,  now  your  steps  retrace, 
Jesus  Christ  is  full  of  grace. 

4  Souls  benighted  and  forloni, 
Grieved,  afflicted,  tempest-worn, 
Now  in  Israel's  Rock  confide, 
Jesus  Christ  for  man  has  died. 

5  Fainting  souls,  in  peril's  hour. 
Yield  not  to  the  tempter's  power  ; 
On  the  risen  Lord  rely, 

Jesus  Christ  now  reigns  on  high. 

89.— C.  r,  M.  A  Voice  of  Warning.  [New  Ar.  261. 

1  r  I  AH  AT  warning  voice,  O  sinner,  hear, 
JL     And  while  salvation  lingers  near, 

The  heavenly  call  obey  ; 
Flee  from  destruction's  downward  path, 
Flee  from  the  threat'niug  storm  of  wrath 

That  rises  o'er  thy  way. 

2  Soon  night  comes  on  with  thick'uiug  shade  ; 
The  tempest  hovers  o'er  thy  head, 

The  winds  their  fury  pour  ; 
The  lightnings  rend  the  earth  and  skies, 
The  thunders  roar,  the  flames  arise. 

What  terroi-s  fill  that  hour. 

3  That  warning  voice,  O  sinner,  hear, 
Whoso  accents  linger  on  thine  ear  ; 

Thy  footsteps  now  retrace  : 


HYMN  XC.  51 

Renounce  thy  sins,  and  be  forgiven, 
Believe,  beoomo  au  heir  of  heaven, 
And  sing  redeeming  grace. 

4  Then,  while  a  voice  of  pardon  speaks, 
The  storm  is  hush'd,  the  morning  breaks, 

The  heavens  are  all  serene  ; 
Fresh  verdure  clothes  the  beauteous  fields, 
Joy  echoes  from  the  distant  hills, 

New  wonders  fill  the  scene. 

90.— 7s  6s.  Balm  in  Gilead.      [New  Ar.  262. 

1  TT7"HY  should  gloomy  thoughts  arise, 

»»      And  darkness  fill  the  mind  ? 
Why  that  bosom  heave  with  sighs, 

And  yet  no  refuge  find  ? 
Knowest  thou  not  of  Gilead's  balm  ; 
Of  the  great  Physician  there. 
Who  can  every  fear  disarm, 
And  save  thee  from  despair  ? 

2  Still  o'erwhelm'd  with  floods  of  grief. 

And  fiU'd  with  sore  dismay  ; 
Looking  downward  for  relief, 

Without  one  cheering  ray  ? 
Lift  thy  streaming  eyes  to  heaven  ; 
There  the  great  atonement  see. 
All  thy  sin  shall  be  forgiven  ; 

Believe,  and  thou  art  free. 

3  He  that  for  thy  soul  hath  died, 

Invites  thee  now  to  come  ; 
He,  the  law  hath  satisfied. 

And  can  reverse  thy  doom  : 
He  hath  suiFer'd  grirf  and  shame  ; 
He  hath  shed  hif^  precious  blood. 
O  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

And  be  at  peace  with  God. 


62  HYMN  XCII. 

91,— 7s.  Go  to  Golgotha.       [New  Ar.  132. 

1  f~^  O  to  Golgotha,  aiid  weep 

VJ  With  the  suff'ring  Son  of  God, 
And  behold,  with  anguish  deep, 
Where  the  sacred  Victim  stood  ; 
Like  a  lamb  to  slaughter  led, 
Every  friend  and  helper  fled. 

2  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  see 

All  the  heavens  in  sackcloth  hung, 
While  rebuke  and  blasphemy- 
Issue  foul  from  every  tongue. 
Hear  that  agonizing  cry. 
While  the  rending  rocks  reply. 

3  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  tell 

Why  the  scourge,  the  crown  of  thorn, 
Why  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 
Join  in  deeds  of  hate  and  scorn  ; 
Why  such  innocence  in  tears, 
On  the  shameful  cross  appears. 

4  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  learn 
All  the  bitterness  of  sin  ; 

In  those  scenes  of  wrath  discern 
"What  thine  own  desert  hath  been. 
Thine  the  shame,  reproach,  and  guilt  ; 
'T  was  for  thee  that  blood  was  spilt. 

5  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  pray 
That  thy  sins  may  be  forgiven  ; 
He  on  whom  thy  burthens  lay. 
Now  is  Advocate  in  heaven. 
Lift  thine  eyes  to  his  abode, 

^  Trusting  in  the  Son  of  God. 

92.— 8s  7s.       A  Fountain  opened.         [N.  A.  263. 
1   /^OME  to  Calv'r}''s  holy  mountain, 
v^   Sinners  ruin'd  by  the  fall, 


HYMN  XCIII. 

Here  a  pure  and  healing  fouiitain 

Flows  for  every  guilty  soul, 
In  a  fall  perpetual  tide  ; 
Open'd  when  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  rsorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind  ; 
Here  the  guilty  seek  remission  ; 

Here  the  lost  a  refuge  find. 
Health,  this  fountain  will  restore  ; 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more. 

3  Come,  ye  dying,  live  forever  ; 

'T  is  a  soul-reviving  flood  ; 
God  is  faithful  ;  he  will  never 

Break  his  cov'nant,  seal'd  in  blood 
Sign'd  when  our  Redeemer  died — 
Seal'd  when  he  was  glorified. 


CONVICTION   AND  PENITENCE. 

93, — C.  M.  Conviction.    [New  Arrang.  268. 


'D 


OTH  God  invite  me  to  his  arms, 
And  do  I  still  delay  ? 
Shall  he  impart  his  just  commands. 
And  I  refuse  t'  obey. 


2  Doth  Jesus  call  me  to  rely 

Upon  his  righteousness. 

For  safety  bid  me  thither  fly, 

And  I  despise  his  grace  ? 

3  Hath  not  the  Holy  Spirit  yet, 

Withdrawn  his  influence  ? 
And  do  I  still  supinely  sit. 

Immersed  in  earth  and  sense  ? 


64  HYMN  XCV. 

4  By  mercy  wooed,  by  wrath  pursued, 
How  slug^isli  I  remain  ; 
Rouse  up,  my  dull  inactive  powers, 
Tlic  heavenly  prize  to  gain. 

94.— C.  M.  Sinner's  Relief.       [New  Ar.  278. 

1  T¥7HEnE  shall  a  wretched  sinner  flee, 

VV     To  ease  his  wounded  soul? 

The  Saviour  cricvS,  Believe  in  me. 

And  I  will  make  thee  whole. 

2  Believe  in  tliee,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Oh,  help  mine  unbelief, 
All  needful  grace  do  thou  alTord, 
And  send  me  quick  relief. 

3  Sprinkled  with  thine  atoninjr  blood, 

Let  me  at  length  appear 
Before  the  awful  bar  of  God, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

95. — 7s  6s.  Sinner  desponding.    [New  Ar.  279. 

1  "f  TTHY  sinks  my  soul  desponding  ? 

»  V     ^Vlly  fill  my  eyes  with    tears. 
While  nature  all-surrounding 

The  smile  of  beauty  wears  ? 
Why,  burden'd  still  with  sorrow. 

Is  every  lah'ring  thought? 
Each  vision  that  I  borrow, 

With  gloom  and  sadness  fraught  ? 

2  The  pleasures  that  deceived  me 

My  soul  no  more  can  charm., 
Of  rest  they  have  bereaved  me, 

And  fiU'd  me  with  alarm  ; 
The  objects,  I  have  chorish'd. 

Are  empty  as  the  wind  j 


HYMN  XCVI.  65 

My  earthly  joys  are  perished  ; 
What  comfort  shall  I  find  ? 

3  If  inward,  still  inquiring, 

1  turn  my  searchinor  eye, 
Or  upward,  now  aspiring, 

I  raise  my  feeble  cry. 
No  heavenly  light  is  beaming 

To  cheer  my  troubled  breast, 
No  ray  of  comfort  gleaming 

To  give  my  spirit  rest. 

4  O,  from  this  dreadful  anguish. 

Is  there  no  refuge  n'gh  ? 
'Tis  guilt  that  makes  me  languish. 

And  leaves  me  thus  to  die  : 
I  will  renounce  my  folly 

Before  the  throne  of  grace  ; 
And  make  the  Lord,  most  holy, 

My  strength  and  righteousness. 

96.— C.  M.  Self-condemned.      [New  Ar.  280. 

1  A  Hj  what  can  I,  a  sinner,  do, 
-OL  With  all  my  guilt  oppress'd  1 
I  feel  the  hardness  of  my  heart, 

And  conscience  knows  no  rest. 

2  Great  God,  i\\y  good  and  perfect  law 

Does  all  my  life  condemn  ; 
The  secret  evils  of  my  soul 
Fill  me  with  fear  and  shame. 

3  How  many  precious  Sabbaths  gone, 

I  never  can  recall  : 
And  O,  what  cause  have  I  to  mourn, 
Who  misimproved  them  all. 

4  How  long,  how  often  have  I  heard 

Of  Jesus,  and  of  heaven  ; 


6fJ  HYMN  XCVIII. 

Yet  scarcely  listen'd  to  his  word, 
Or  pray'd  to  be  forgiven. 

5  Constrain  me,  Lord,  to  turn  to  Thee, 
And  grant  renewing  grace  ; 
For  thou  this  flinty  heart  canst  break, 
And  thine  shall  be  the  praise. 

97.— C.  M.  Repentance.  [New  Ar.  281. 

1  \  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
-t\.  And  did  my  Sovereign  die, 

Did  he  devote  that  sacred  head, 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown, 

And  love  beyond  degree. 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in  ; 
When  Christ,  the  Prince  of  Glory,  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears. 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  floods  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay, 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away — 
'T  is  all  that  I  can  do. 

9§.— C.  M.  Penitential.  [New  Arrang.  282 

1   i~\    IF  my  soul  was  form'd  for  wo, 

V-Zj   How  would  I  vent  my  sighs, 

Repentance  should,  like  rivers,  flow 

From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 


HYMN  XCIX.  67 

2  'T  was  for  my  sins,  my  dearest  Lord 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life, 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 

3  O,  how  I  hate  those  sins  of  mine 

That  shed  the  Saviour's  blood  ; 
That  pierced  and  nail'd  his  sacred  flesh 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood. 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die  ; 

My  heart  hath  so  decreed  ; 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  While  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 
I  '11  raise  revenge  against  my  sins. 
And  slay  the  murderers  too. 

99.— S.  M.  Penitential.   [New  Arrang.  283. 

1  /~\    THAT  I  could  repent, 
V^j   With  all  my  idols  part, 

And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble,  contrite  heart. 

2  A  heart  with  grief  oppress'd 
At  having  grieved  my  God, 

A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest. 
Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus;  on  me  bestow 
The  penitent  desire  : 

With  true  sincerity  of  wo 

My  thoughtless  breast  inspire. 

4  With  soft'ning  pity  look. 
And  melt  my  hardness  down  ; 

Strike,  with  thy  love's  effectual  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone. 


68  HYMN  CI. 

100.— L.M.  Penitential  [New  Ar.  284. 

1  \  LAS,  alas,  how  blind  I  've  been, 
JIJL  How  little  of  myself  I  've  seen  I 
Sportive  I  sail'd  the  sensual  tide, 
Thoughtless  of  God,  whom  I  defied. 

2  Oft  have  I  heard  of  heaven  and  hell, 
Where  bliss  and  wo  eternal  dwell  ; 
Bat  mock'd  the  threats  of  truth  divine, 
And  scorn'd  the  place  where  angels  shine. 

3  My  heart  has  long  refused  the  blood 
Of  Jesus,  the  descending  God  ; 
And  giii'tv  passio'.i  boldly  broke 

The  holy  "law  which  Heaven  had  spoke. 

4  Th'  alluring  world  controU'd  my  choice  ; 
When  conscience  spoke,  1  hush'd  its  voice: 
Securely  laugh'd  along  the  road, 

Which  hapless  millions  first  had  trod. 

5  But  now,  th'  Almighty  God  comes  near 
And  fills  my  soul  with  awful  fear- 
Fear,  lest  I  sink  to  endless  pain, 

Nor  hear  the  voice  of  joy  again. 

XOl.— S.  M.      Self-examination.      [New  Ar. 286 

1  A  H,  whither  should  I  go, 

j\.  Biirden'd,  and  sick,  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint? 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come  : 
Ah,  why  do  I  delay  ? 

He  calls  tiie  weary  sinners  homo  ; 
And  yet  from  him  1  stay. 

3  What  is  it  keeps  me  back. 
From  which  I  cannot  part, — 


HYMN  CII.  69 

«. 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart  ? 

4  Some  wicked  thing  unknown 
Must  surely  lurk  within  ; 

Some  idol  which  I  do  not  own. 
Some  secret  bosom-sin. 

5  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 
Which  I  have  fear'd  to  see  : 

And  make  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

6  Searcher  of  hearts  !  in  mine 
Thy  trying  power  display  ; 

Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
And  take  the  veil  away. 

102.— S.  M.    Ruin  and  Recovery.  [New  Ar.  287. 

1  TTOW  heavy  is  the  night, 
JlJL  That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 

Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light. 
Over  our  souls  arise. 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  Heaven  ; 
But  in  his  righteousness  array'd. 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure. 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways  ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure, 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree, 
To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  ; 

He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  galling  chain. 


70  HYMN  CIV. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 

That  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 
Thy  sov'reign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 

And  thine  atoning  blood. 

103,— C.  P.  r>I.        Contrition.  [New  Ar.  288. 

1  T  LOOK  to  thee,  O  Lord,  alone, 

-1-  And  low  beneath  thy  gracious  throne 

Pour  out  my  ardent  prayer  : 
Pardon  my  sin,  my  soul  reprieve, 
No  hand  but  thine  can  now  relieve. 

Or  save  me  from  despair. 

2  My  trembling  spirit,  fiU'd  with  awe. 
Beholds  the  terrors  of  thy  law. 

And  bows  itself  in  dust  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  are  righteous,  just,  and  good, 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  blood  : 

Thou  art  my  only  trust. 

3  Guilty,  before  thy  bar  I  plead. 
Guilty  in  thought,  in  word,  and  deed, 

Wholly  defiled  by  sin  : 
O,  heal  the  leprosy  of  soul ! 
One  pard'ning  word  can  make  mo  whole, 

And  bid  my  heart  be  clean. 

104.— S.  M.         Troubled  Soul        [New  Ar.  29L 

1  T    ORD,  can  a  soul  like  mine, 
-LJ    Unholy  and  unclean, 

Dare  venture  near  a  throne  of  grace. 
With  such  a  load  of  sin  ? 

2  When  I  attempt  to  pray, 
And  lisp  thy  holy  name. 

My  thoughts  are  hurried  soon  away 
I  know  not  where  T  am. 


HYMN  CV.  71 


3  When  in  thy  word  I  look 
Such  darlcness  fills  my  mind 

I  only  read  a  scaled  book, 
And  no  relief  I  find. 

4  Myself  can  hardly  bear, 
This  wretched  heart  of  mine  ; 

How  hateful,  then,  must  it  appear, 
To  those  pure  eyes  of  thine. 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 
O,  pity  and  forg'ive, 

Here  will  I  lie,  and  wait  till  thou 
Shalt  bid  me  rise  and  live. 


105.— 7sGs.    Pleading  for  Grace.    [New  ^r.  294. 

1  TT^RETCHED,  helpless,  and  distress'd 

VV     Ah  whither  shall  I  fly  ? 
Ever  panting  after  rest. 

Where  shall  I  turn  mine  eye  ? 
Naked,  sick,  and  poor,  and  blind. 
Bound  in  sin  and  misery  : 
Friend  of  sinners,  let  me  find 

My  help,  my  all  in  thee. 

2  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

O,  hear  my  sad  complaint  ; 
Be  the  wanderer's  resting  place, 

A  cordial  for  the  faint : 
Make  me  rich,  ior  1  am  poor  ; 
Let  me  now  thy  presence  find  ; 
To  the  dying,  health  restore. 

And  eyesight  to  the  blind. 

3  Fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  grace, 

With  pure  humility  : 
Clothe  me  with  thy  righteousness  : 
Endue  mv  heart  with  thee  : 


72  HYMN  CVI. 

Let  thine  image  be  restored  ; 
Let  me  thy  forgiveness  prove  ; 
Fill  me  with  Ihy  fulness,  Lord, 
For  boundless  is  thy  love. 

106.— 7s.  Deep  Contrition.       [New  Ar.  295. 

1  TE.SUS,  save  my  dying  sonl ; 

^    Make  the  broken  spirit  whole  ; 
Humbled  in  the  dust  I  lie  ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

2  Jesus,  full  of  ever\'  grace. 
Now  reveal  thy  smiling  face  : 
Grant  the  joy  of  sin  forgiven 
Foretaste  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

3  All  my  guilt  to  thee  is  known, 
Thou  art  righteous,  thou  alone  ; 
All  my  help  is  from  thy  cross ; 
All  beside  I  count  but  loss. 

4  Lord,  in  thee  I  now  believe  ; 
Wilt  thou — wilt  thou  not  forgive  ? 
Helpless  at  thy  feet  I  lie  ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 


CONVERSION  AND  CONSECRATION. 

lOT.-C.  M.     Prisoners  of  Hope.    [New  Ar.  298. 

1  TTTHEN  first  my  dangerous  state  I  saw, 

»  »      And  knew  not  where  to  run  ; 
I  fled  from  God's  avenging  law, 
To  duties  I  had  done. 

2  But  thfse,  alas  I  I  quickly  found, 

Afforded  no  defence  ; 
For  threat'ning  vengeance  burst  around, 
And  drove  my  soul  from  thence. 


HYMN  CVIII.  73 

3  Cut  off  from  ev'ry  legal  hope, 

And  sinking  in  despair, 
I  tuni'd  mine  eyes  to  Calv'ry's  top, 
And  saw  a  refuge  there. 

4  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  cried  aloud, 

"  Pris'ners  of  hope,"  come  in ! 
There  's  peace  and  safety  in  my  blood, 
From  vengeance  and  from  sin. 

5  I  enter'd  this  stronghold  in  haste — 

And  found  myself  secure  ; 
And  from  a  sense  of  mercies  past, 
I  learn  to  trust  him  more. 

10§.— L.  M.  Renouncing  the  World.     [N.  A.  29« 

I  T  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away — 
J-    Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
False  £LS  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind 

t2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  dark  despair : 
And,  while  I  listen'd  to  your  song. 
Your  streams  had  e'en  couvey'd  me  there. 

.3   Lord  !   I  adore  thy  matchless  grace. 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss  ; 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands,  and  lift  mine  eyes  ; 
O  !  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll  ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

4 


74  HYMN  ex. 

109.— C.  M.     Looking  to  Christ.  [N.  A.  300 

1  TESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend ; 
J    As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 

Now,  in  the  fulness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, — 

Remember  Calvary  ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans. 
And,  then,  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God, 

1  yield  myself  to  thee  ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  Lord,  I  am  guilty — I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation  's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  And,  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

When  creature-helps  all  flee. 
Then,  O  my  dear  Redeemer-God, 
I  pray,  remember  me. 

jlO.— C.  M.  Taking  up  the  Cross.  [New  Ar.^dl 
1     A  ND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
J-JL  Josus,  my  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
This  is  my  joy,  since  thou  hast  done 
■  Much  more  than  this  for  me. 
3  Yes,  let  it  go  ! — one  look  from  thee 
Will  more  than  make  amends. 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  wealth,  or  friends. 
3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  Uves, 
How  worthless  they  appear. 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair. 


HYMN  CXII.  75 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  while  I  from  theo, 
A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I  '11  glory  in  my  gain  ! 

1 11.— C.P.M.  The  World  renounced.    [N.  A.  302. 

1  T  QUIT  the  world's  fantastic  joys, 
JL    Her  honours  are  but  idle  toys, 

Her  bliss  an  empty  shade  ; 
Like  meteors  in  the  midnight  sky. 
That  glitter  for  a  while  and  die. 

Her  glories  flash  and  fade. 

2  Let  fools  for  riches  strive  and  toil. 
Let  greedy  minds  divide  the  spoil, 

'T  is  all  too  mean  for  me  ; 
Above  the  earth,  above  the  skies. 
My  bold  aspiring  wishes  rise. 

My  God,  to  heaven  and  thee. 

3  O  Source  of  glory,  Ufe,  and  love, 
When  to  thy  coiu-ts  I  mount  above, 

On  contemplation's  wings, 
I  look  with  pity  and  disdain 
On  all  the  pleasures  of  the  vain, 

On  all  the  pomps  of  kings. 

4  Thy  beauties  rising  in  my  sight. 
Divinely  sweet,  divinely  bright. 

With  raptures  fill  my  breast ; 
Though  robb'd  of  all  my  earthly  store, 
With  thee  I  never  can  be  poor. 

But  must  be  ever  blest. 

112.— C.  M.    Bearing  the  Cross.     [New  Ar.  303. 

1     A  SHAMED  of  Christ !— my  soul  disdains 
-^-^  The  mean,  ungen'rous  thought ; 
Shall  I  disown  that  Friend,  whose  blood 
To  man  salvation  brought  ? 


T6  HYMN  CXIII. 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace, 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came  ; 
For  us  endured  the  painful  cross, 
For  us  despised  the  shame. 

3  At  his  command  we  must  take  up 

Our  cross  without  delay  ; 
Our  lives,  yea,  thousand  lives  of  ours. 
His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

4  Each  faithful  suff 'rer,  Jesus  views 

With  infinite  delight ; 
Their  lives  to  him  are  dear  ;  their  deaths 
Are  precious  in  his  sight. 

5  To  bear  his  name — ^his  cross  to  bear, 

Our  highest  honour  this  ! 
Who  firmly  suffers  for  him  now, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 

6  But  should  we,  in  the  evil  day, 

From  our  profession  fly, 
Jesus,  the  Judge,  before  the  world 
The  traitors  will  deny. 

113.— C.  M.  Subdued  by  the  Cross.      [N.  A.  304 

1  TN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
J-  Unawed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 

And  stopp'd  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree. 

In  agonies  and  blood  ; 
He  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  O  !  never  till  my  latest  breath. 

Shall  I  forget  that  look 
It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 


HYMN  CXIV.  77 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt, 

It  plunged  me  in  despair  ; 
I  saw,  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  that  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid — 
I  die  that  thou  mayst  live." 

G  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  hue — 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace — 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

114. — H.  M.  Submission.  [New  Arrang.  305 

1  /^OME,  my  Redeemer,  come, 
Vy  And  deign  to  dwell  with  me, 
Come,  and  thy  right  Eissume, 
And  bid  thy  rivals  flee  : 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come. 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

2  Exert  thy  mighty  power. 
And  banish  all  my  sin  ; 
In  this  auspicious  hour, 
Bring  all  thy  graces  in  : 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come. 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

3  Rule  thou  in  every  thought 
And  passion  of  my  soul. 

Till  all  my  powers  are  brought 

Beneath  thy  full  control : 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

4  Then  shall  my  days  be  thine, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love, 


78  HYMN  CXVI. 

And  joy  and  peace  be  mine, 

Such  as  are  known  above  : 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come. 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

1 15.— C.  M.      Peace  returning.      [New  Ar.  306 

1  f~\    SPEAK  that  gracious  word  again, 
V/j     And  cheer  my  drooping  heart ! 
No  voice  but  thine  can  soothe  my  paiu 

And  bid  my  fears  depart. 

2  And  wilt  thou  still  vouchsafe  to  own, 

A  worm  so  vile  as  I  ? 
And  may  I  still  approach  thy  throne, 
And  Abba,  Father,  cry  ? 

3  My  Saviour,  by  his  powerful  word, 

Hath  turn'd  my  night  to  day  ; 
And  all  those  heav'nly  joys  restored, 
Which  I  had  sinn'd  away. 

4  Dear  Lord  I  I  wonder  and  adore ; 

Thy  grace  is  all  divine  : 
O  keep  me,  that  I  sin  no  more 
Against  such  love  as  thine. 

116.— L.  M.   Entire  Consecration.  [New  Ar.  307. 

1  "VTOW  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

i-^    With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  ways  will  I  depart. 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  O,  be  this  service  all  my  joy  I 
Around  let  my  example  shine  ; 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice 


HYMN  CXVIII.  79 

4  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wand' ring,  leave  his  sacred  ways  ; 
Great  God  !  accept  my  soul's  desire. 
And  give  me  strength  to  Uve  thy  praise. 

117,_C.M.  Old  things  passed  away.    [N.  A.  308 

1  T    ET  earthly  minds  the  world  pursue, 
-Li  It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too. 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  visions  can  no  longer  please, 

Nor  happiness  afford : 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
For  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day, 

The  stars  are  all  conceal'd ; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
"When  Jesus  is  reveaFd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 

I  bid  them  all  depart  ; 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fix'd  my  ro\nng  heart. 

5  And  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 

A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 
Dear  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee. 


CHRIS  TI  AN. 

118. — 8s.  Rejoicing  in  Mercy.  [New  Ar.  337. 

1  "VTE  angels,  who  stand  round  the  throne, 
X    And  view  my  Emanuel's  face, — 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known, 
Tuno — tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise : 


80  HYMN  CXVIII. 

He  form'd  you  the  spirits  you  are, 
So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good  ; 
When  others  sunk  down  in  despair, 
Confirm'd  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

2  Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 
And  C£ist  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercies  repeat : 
He  snatch'd  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 
He  ransom'd  from  death  and  despair : 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save — 
Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3  Oh,  vvrhen  will  the  moment  appear, 
When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I  'm  weary  of  lingering  here. 
While  1  to  your  Saviour  belong  : 

I  'm  fetter'd,  and  chain'd  here  in  clay, 

I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free  ; 

I  long  to  be  soaring  away. 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see. 

4  I  long  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Wash'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 
I  long  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 
And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name  ; 
I  long — O,  I  long  to  be  there, 
Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu — 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share. 
To  wonder,  and  worship  with  you. 


119.— 7s.  Chosen  in  Christ.      [New  Ar  335. 

1   /^  OD'S  own  promise  standeth  sure  ; 
vJ    Saints  shall  to  the  end  endure  ; 
Safely  will  the  Shepherd  keep 
Those  he  purchased  for  his  sheep. 


HYMN  CXX.  ^, 

2  Known  to  him  before  the  sun 
First  began  its  course  to  run, 
Chosen,  called  from  above, 
Objects  of  eternal  love. 

3  Put  thy  seal  upon  each  heart ; 
Thy  blest  image,  Lord,  impart ; 
All  thyself  in  us  reveal — 

We  the  clay  and  thou  the  seal. 

4  Every  evil,  Lord,  subdue  ; 
Make  us  to  our  duty  true  ; 
From  base  affections  set  us  free  ; 
Dead,  to  sin,  we  '11  live  to  thee. 

1 20. — 1  Is.      Pray  without  ceasing.  [New  Ar.  484. 

1  VT/'HEN  morning  is  rising,  o'er  mountain  and 

'  '  lawn. 

And  every  thing  waketh  to  welcome  the  dawn, 
When  far  down  the  valley  the  mists  fly  away, 
Arouse  thee  from  slumber,  arouse  thee  and  pray. 

2  And  when  the  stiil  noon  in  its  beauty  draws  nigh, 
And  nature  seems  ready  to  languish  and  die. 
Then  halt  on  thy  march,  in  the  heat  of  the  day. 
Then  lift  up  thy  thouglits  to  thy  Father,  and  pray. 

3  When  evening  descends  like  a  spirit  of  peace. 
And  labour  and  tumult  grow  fainter  and  cease, 
When  night  cometh  down  in  her  starry  array. 
Then  haste  to  the  God  of  thy  spirit  and  pray. 

4  Remember  his  goodness,  whose  hand  has  supplied, 
Each  want  of  thy  bosom,  nor  ever  denied 

The  smiles  of  his  bounty  to  gladden  thy  way  ; 
Remember  his  goodness,  and  gratefully  pray. 

5  Oh,  pray  to  him  always,  in  sorrow  and  joy, 
When  peace  is  around  thee,  or  troubles  annoy  ; 


Sa  HYMN  CXXII. 

The  light  of  his  presence  the  storm  shall  allay, 
Or  temper  thy  gladness — then  constantly  pray. 

121.— CM.        Christian  Love.        [New  Ar.  388. 

1  T    OVE  is  the  fountain,  whence 
■M-J  All  true  obedience  flows  ; 

The  Christian  serves  the  God  he  loves, 
And  loves  the  God  he  knows. 

2  He  treads  the  heavenly  road, 

And  neither  faints  nor  tires  ; 
That  generous  love  which  warms  his  breast 
With  fortitude  inspires. 

3  No  burden  seems  so  great, 

No  task  so  hard  appears, 
But  tliis  he  cheerfully  performs, 
And  that  he  meekly  bears. 

4  May  love — that  sliining  grace — 

O'er  all  my  powers  preside  ; 
Direct  my  thoughts,  suggest  my  words, 
And  every  action  guide. 

122.— CM.        Love  to  Christ.        [New  Ar.  389. 

1  T^O  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 
-L/   Behold  my  heart  and  see  ; 
And  cast  each  worthless  idol  out. 

That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  my  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  : 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  evocy  joy, 

When  Jesus  cannot  move. 


HYMN  CXXIV.  83 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdaiii  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe  bofore  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Could  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  til'  immortal  flame  ? 

6  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord, 

But  O,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

123.— C.  M.     Clinging  to  Christ.    [New  Ar.  390. 

1  rpo  whom,  my  Saviour,  shaU  I  go, 
-L    If  I  depart  from  thee  ? 

My  Guide  through  all  this  vale  of  wo. 
And  more  than  all  to  me. 

2  The  world  reject  thy  gentle  reign. 

And  pay  thy  death  with  scorn  ; 
Oh,  they  could  plat  thy  crown  again, 
And  sharpen  every  thorn. 

3  But  I  have  felt  thy  dying  love 

Breathe  gently  through  my  heart, 
To  whisper  hope  of  joys  above  ; 
And  can  wo  ever  part  ? 

4  Ah,  no  I  with  thee  I  '11  walk  below, 

My  journey  to  the  grave  ; 
To  whom  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go. 
When  only  thou  canst  save. 

124.— L.  M.  Love.        [New  Arrang.  391. 

1  "VTES,  I  would  love  thee,  blessed  God, 
J-    Paternal  goodness  marks  thy  name  ; 
Thy  praises,  through  thy  high  abode. 
The  heavenly  hosts  with  joy  proclaim. 


84  HYMN  CXXV. 

2  Freely  thou  gavest  thy  dearest  Son, 
For  man,  to  sufter,  bleed,  and  die  : 
And  bidd'st  me,  as  a  wretch  midoae, 
For  all  I  want  on  him  rely. 

3  In  him  thy  reconciled  face, 
With  joy  unspeakable  I  see, 

And  feel  thy  powerful,  wondrous  grace, 
Draw  and  unite  my  soul  to  thee. 

4  Whene'er  my  foolish,  wand'ring  heart, 
Attracted  by  a  creature's  power. 
Would  from  this  blissful  centre  start. 
Lord,  fix  it  there,  to  stray  no  more. 

125.— 8s.        Longing  for  Christ.    [New  Ar.  392. 

1  TTOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
J-l  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see. 

The  woodlands,  the  fields,  and  the  flowers, 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me. 
His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
And  softer  than  music  his  voice  : 
His  presence  can  banish  my  gloom, 
And  bid  all  within  me  rejoice.    , 

2  Content  with  beholding  his  face. 
My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd. 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 
Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind  ; 
While  blest  with  the  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace,  a  toy  would  appear  ; 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

3  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
If  thou  art  my  Sun  and  my  Song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 
And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 

O  drive  these  dark  cloiids  from  my  sky,  ^ 
Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore  ; 


HYMN  CXXVII.  85 

Or  take  me  up  to  thee,  on  high, 
Where  winter  and  cloud  are  no  more. 

126.— L.  M.        Christ's  Love.        [New  Ar.  393. 

1  TESUS.  thy  boundless  love  to  mo 

•i    No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare. 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray  ; 
All  pain  before  its  presence  flies  : 
Care,  anguish,  sorrrow,  meit  away, 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  O  let  thy  love,  my  soul  inflame, 
And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind  ; 
Transfuse  it  through  my  inmost  frame. 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love  in  sufferings  be  my  peace  ; 
Thy  love  in  weakness  make  me  strong  ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
Thy  love  shall  be  my  heaven  and  song. 

127.— 7s.  Lovest  thou  me  7      [New  Ar.  394. 

1  TTARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
-CjL  'T  is  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee  ; 

"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "  I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound. 

And,  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound  ; 
Sought  thee  waJidering,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care. 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be. 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 


86  HYMM  CXXIX. 

4  "  Mine,  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above  ; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be, 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?  " 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore, 

0  for  grace  to  love  thee  more. 

12§._L.  M.  The  Chrhtian's  Pattern.  [N.  A.  395, 

3.  lyrY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
JlTJ.   I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word, 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  dcf'rence  to  thy  Father's  will  ; 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

1  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  liamb. 

129.— L.  M.  Conformity  to  Christ.       [N.  A.  411. 


^J 


ESUS,  my  Saviour,  let  me  be 
More  perfectly  conform'd  to  thee 


HYMN  CXXX.  87 

Implant  each  grace,  each  siu  dethrone, 
And  form  my  temper  Hke  thine  own. 

2  Let  the  envenom'd  heart  and  tongue, 
The  hand  outstretch'd  to  do  me  wrong. 
Excite  no  feeUngs  in  my  breast. 

But  such  as  Jesus  once  express'd. 

3  To  others  let  me  always  give 
What  I  from  others  would  receive  ; 
Good  deeds  for  evil  ones  return, 

Nor  when  provoked,  with  anger  burn. 

4  This  will  proclaim  how  bright,  how  fair, 
The  precepts  of  thy  gospel  are  ; 

And  God  himself,  the  God  of  love, 
His  own  resemblance  will  approve. 

130.— lis.  Steadfastness.        [New  Ar.  408. 

1  OTAND  fast  in  the  faith,  't  is  the  mandate  of  God, 
^  Once  utter'd  in  anguish,  once  written  in  blood  ; 
From  the  cross  of  the  Lord,  from  the  throne  in  the 

sky. 
It  was  breathed  over  earth,  it  is  utter'd  on  high. 

2  Stand  fast  in  the  faith  ;  bold  apostles  have  died 
With  the  words  on  their  lips,  careless  who  might 

deride  ; 
Confessors  and  martyrs,  'mid  torture  and  flame, 
Have  drunk  in  its  accents,  and  welcomed  the  shame. 

3  Stand  fast  in  the  faith,  for  the  church  of  the  Lord 
Hath  inscribed  on  her  banner  the  glorious  word  ; 
O'er  all  her  bright  cohorts,  its  glorj'  display'd. 
And  blazon'd  on  harness,  and  buckler,  and  blade. 

4  Stand  fast  in  the  faith  ;  there  are  those  at  thy  side 
Who  can  vanquish  the  foe  in  his  ramparts  of  pride  ; 
Be  loyal,  be  valiant  ;  thy  heart  to  inspire, 

Lo  I  the  chariots  of  God,  and  the  horses  of  fire. 


88  HYMN  CXXXII. 

5  Stand  fast  in  the  faith  ;  though  the  conflict  is  hot, 
The  field  hath  no  strife  wliere  thy  Captain  is  not ; 
His  eye  is  upon  thee,  thou  hear'st  what  he  saith  : 
"  Ho !  quit  you  hke  men,  and  stand  fast  in  the 

faith." 

6  Stand  fast  in  the  faith  I  though  the  faithless  may 

flee, 
We  will  peril  our  all,  dear  Redeemer,  for  thee  ; 
We  will  stand  in  the  conflict,  assured  that  thine 

arm 
Shall  shield  ev'ry  soldier  from  peril  and  harm. 

131.— L.  M.      Power  of  Faith.  [N.  A.  409. 

1  'np  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

J-    We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night : 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home. 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 
She  bids  the  pearly  gates  appear : 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  wo  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  faith  beholds  a  heavenly  ray. 
Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abr'am  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  home  to  walk  with  God  ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

132.— C.  M.    Christian  Activity.  [N.  A.  415. 

1  "D  ISE  from  the  dust,  m>  drowsy  soul, 
XX  Awake,  awake,  for  God  ; 
See,  boundless  floods  of  pleasure  roll 
Around  his  blest  abode. 


HYMN  CXXXIII.  89 

2  Rouse  up  and  seize  the  starry  crown, 

Nor  grovelling  lie  below  ; 
,      Exertion  leads  to  high  renown, 
But  sloth  to  endless  wo. 

3  Dangerous  and  steep  is  the  ascent, 

To  Zion's  lofty  hill  ; 
Nor  can  the  soul  that 's  negligent, 
Th'  important  task  fulfil. 

4  A  thousand  duties  must  be  done, 

A  thousand  lusts  destroy'd  ; 
Th'  immortal  prize  must  first  be  won, 
Before  it  is  enjoy'd. 

5  Great  God,  my  drooping  powers  revive, 

The  love  of  sin  subdue  ; 
Short  is  the  time  I  have  to  live, 
Yet  so  much  work  to  do. 

133 C.  M.       Spiritual  Sloth.       [New  Ar.  416 

1  IVTY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 
-L^-M.  Awake,  my  sluggish  soul, 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do. 

Yet  nothing  's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants,  for  one  poor  grain, 

How  they  will  toil  and  strive  ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  to  gain, 
How  negligent  we  live. 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
Wc,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Sou  came  down, 

To  labour  for  our  good  ; 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood. 


90  HYMN  CXXXV. 

5  Lord,  shall  we  be  indiff'reut  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Spirit  Divine,  O  come,  and  fill, 
And  purify  our  hearts. 

6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move, 

Upward  our  souls  shall  rise, 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love. 
We  '11  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

134.— L.M.        Christian  Race.      [New  Ar.  417. 

1  A  WAKE  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 
-lTA.  Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  't  is  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  O  mighty  God,  thy  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  Spring, 
Believers  drink  a  fresh  supply  ; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

O,  may  we  mount  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  to  Jesus  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

135.— C.  M.  Self-denial.  [New  At.  418. 

1  Q1TRAIT  is  the  way— the  door  is  strait, 
K^  Which  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 


HYMN  CXXXVII.  91 

'T  is  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake,  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 

The  mind  and  will  renew'd  ; 
Peissiou  suppress'd,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  The  tongue — that  most  unruly  power — 

Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 
We  must  be  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

4  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  ? 
Thy  grace  must  all  the  work  perform, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 

136.— 7s  5s.  The  Armour.         [New  Ar.  419. 

1  TTEIRS  of  an  immortal  crown, 
J— L  Heed  not  every  foeman's  frown. 
Tread  the  powers  of  darkness  down. 

Through  Jehovah's  might : 
Though  they  oft  in  wrath  arise, 
Like  the  tempest  of  the  skies. 
He  can  fill  them  with  surprise. 

From  his  heav'nly  height. 

2  Soldier,  in  the  tented  field 

Ply  thy  helmet,  sword,  and  shield, 
Till  the  line  of  battle  yield, 

And  before  thee  flee  : 
In  thine  armour,  fearless  stand, 
Girded  by  Jehovah's  hand. 
Till  within  the  promised  land, 

He  shall  set  thee  free. 

137.— L.M.    Christian  Warfare.  [New  Ar.  421. 

1  OTAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fear, 
^^  And  gird  the  gospel  armour  on  ; 


92  HYMN  CXXXVIII. 

March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy. 
Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captaiu  's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course, 

But  vanquish'd  are  those  threat'ning  foes  ; 
Thy  Saviour  nail'd  them  to  the  cross. 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  What  though  the  prince  of  darkness  rage, 
And  waste  the  fury  of  his  spite  ; 
Eternal  chains  confin;  him  down. 

To  fiery  deeps  and  endless  night. 

4  What  though  thy  inward  lusts  rebel, 
'T  is  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life  ; 
The  weapons  of  victorious  grace, 
Shall  slay  thy  sins  and  end  the  strife. 

5  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on. 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conq'rors  wait. 

6  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

138.— CM.        Watch  and  Pray.    [New  Ar. 422 

1  \  LAS  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 
-^-J^  What  snares  beset  my  way, 
To  heaven  I  fain  would  lift  my  eyes 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  ray  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears, 
Striving  against  my  foes  in  vain, 
I  sink  amid  my  fears. 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid : 


HYMN  CXL.  95 

Help  me  to  watrh,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Nor  let  me  be  dismay'd. 

4  Do  thou  increase  my  faith  and  hope, 

When  fears  and  foes  prevail : 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Oh,  keep  mo  in  thy  heavenly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  never,  never  let  me  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

139— C.  M.         Watch  and  Pray.      [New  Ar.  431. 

1  rr^HE  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 
J-     Through  life's  brief,  fleeting  hour. 

And  gives  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  ray. 
To  those  who  seek  its  power. 

2  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray. 

Maintain  a  warrior's  strife  ; 
Help,  Lord,  to  hear  thy  voice  to-day  ; 
Obedience  is  our  life. 

3  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come. 
That  calls  us  from  the  earth  away. 
To  our  eternal  home. 

4  O  Saviour,  we  would  watch  and  pray, 

And  hear  thy  sacred  voice  ; 
And  walk  as  thou  hast  mark'd  the  way 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 

140.— S.  M.         Watchfulness.       [New  Ar.  427 

1  ^'tTE  servants  of  the  Lord, 
X     Each  in  his  office  wait. 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 


94  HYMN  CXLI. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch — 't  is  your  Lord's  command  ; 
And  while  we  speak,  he  's  near  ; 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  he. 

In  such  a  posture  found, 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see. 
And  be  with  honour  crown'd. 

5  Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread. 
With  his  own  bounteous  hand 

And  raise  that  favour'd  servant's  head. 
Amidst  th'  angelic  band. 

141.— C.  M.   True  and  false  Zeal.     [New  Ar.  414. 

1  ^EAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame, 
^-^  The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 

While  that  which  often  beeirs  the  name, 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 

2  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

3  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim. 

Its  end  is  satisfied, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
Nor  seeks  it  aught  beside. 

4  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain. 

And  be  applauded  here  ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 


HYMN  CXLIII.  95 

5  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 
And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

142. — L.  M.  Christian  Consistency.       [N.  A.  412. 

1  TT^ATHER  of  spirits,  grant  that  we 

X^  May  more  and  more  resemble  thee  ; 
Daily  from  strength  to  strength  proceed. 
Christians  in  name,  and  so  in  deed. 

2  In  our  whole  lives  may  we  express 
The  truth  and  energy  of  grace  ; 

A  lively  faith,  an  humble  fear, 
And  be  in  truth  what  we  appear 

3  By  our  exact  obedience  show, 
What  we  to  thy  rich  mercy  owe  ; 
And  thus  a  bright  example  give. 

To  teach  the  world  how  they  should  live. 

4  Not  tire,  nor  stop,  but  still  press  on, 
To  finish  well  the  course  begun  ; 
And  then  receive  the  great  reward. 
For  such,  and  only  such,  prepared. 

143. — 7s.  Onward.      [New  Arrang.  410. 

1  TTT'HEN  we  cannot  see  our  way, 

VV     We  should  trust  and  still  obey ; 
He  who  bids  us  forward  go. 
Will  instruct  the  way  to  know. 

2  Though  the  sea  be  deep  and  wide, 
Though  a  passage  seems  denied — 
Fearless  let  us  still  proceed. 
Since  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  lead. 

3  Though  it  seems  the  gloom  of  night, 
Though  we  trace  no  ray  of  light, 


96  HYMN  CXLV. 

Since  the  Lord  himself  is  there, 
'T  is  not  meet  that  we  should  fear. 

4  Night,  with  him,  is  always  bright, 
Where  he  is,  there  all  is  light  ; 
When  he  calls  us,  why  delay  ? 
They  are  happy  who  obey. 

5  Be  it  ours,  then,  while  we  're  here, 
Him  to  follow  without  fear  ; 
Where  he  calls  us,  there  to  go. 
What  he  bids  us,  that  to  do. 

144. — L.  M.  Heavenly-Mindedness.  [New.  Ar.443. 

1  /^    THAT  my  grovelling  thoughts  could  nse. 
v^5   And  rest  on  things  above  the  skies  ; 
Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  in  glory  bright, 

Sits  clothed  in  robes  of  heavenly  light. 

2  Why  should  my  heart  descend  so  low, 
To  brood  on  earth,  a  world  of  wo. 

While  heaven,  where  endless  pleasures  roll, 
Waits  to  entrance  the  new-bom  soul. 

3  Sickly,  and  weak,  and  languid,  I 
Now  flutter,  and  attempt  to  fly  ; 

But  earth,  and  sense,  and  guilt  combined 
Hang  heavily  upon  my  mind. 

4  Saviour,  let  thine  attractions  be 
But  felt  in  all  their  force  by  me, 
Then  shall  I  mount  on  wings  of  love, 
And  fix,  and  dwell  "  on  things  above." 

145.— L.  M.    Christian  Caution.     [New  Ar.  429. 

1   TS  it  a  thing  of  good  report 

X  To  squander  life  and  time  away? 
To  cut  the  hours  of  duty  short 
While  toys  and  follies  waste  the  day. 


HYMN  CXLVII.  97 

2  Doth  it  become  the  Christian  name, 
To  venture  near  the  tempter's  door, 

]        To  sort  with  men  of  evil  fame, 
'        And  yet  presume  to  stand  secure  ? 

3  Am  I  my  own  sufficient  guard 
While  I  expose  my  soul  to  shame  ? 
Can  the  short  joys  of  sin  reward 
The  lasting  blemish  of  my  name  ? 

4  O,  may  it  be  my  constant  choice 
To  walk  with  men  of  grace  below, 
Till  I  arrive  where  heavenly  joys 
And  never-fading  honours  grow. 

146.— L.  M.         Contentment.         [New  Ar.  448. 

1  T70UNTAIN  of  blessing,  ever  blest, 
-T     Enriching  all,  of  all  possess'd  ; 
By  whom  the  whole  creation 's  fed, 
Give  me,  each  day,  my  daily  bread. 

2  To  thee  my  very  life  I  owe. 

From  thee  do  all  my  comforts  flow  ; 
And  ev'ry  blessing  which  I  need. 
Must  from  thy  bounteous  hand  proceed. 

3  Great  things  are  not  what  I  desire, 
Nor  dainty  meat,  nor  rich  attire  ; 
Content  with  little  would  I  be  ; 

That  little.  Lord,  must  come  from  thee. 

4  While  wicked  men,  with  all  their  store, 
Are  ever  grasping  after  more  ; 

With  Agur's  wish,  I  'm  satisfied, 
Nor  grudge  them  all  the  world  beside. 

I  4T.— C.  M.     Christian  Charity.     [New  Ar.  451. 


•L 


ORD,  when  our  offerings  we  present 
Before  thy  gracious  throne, 


ft^  HYMN  CXLVIII. 

We  but  return  what  thou  hast  lent, 
And  give  thee  of  thine  own. 

2  The  power  and  willingness  to  give, 

AHke  proceed  from  thee  ; 
We  still  are  debtors,  since  we  hve 
Only  by  tliy  decree. 

3  Ourselves,  our  all,  to  thee  we  owe  ; 

And  if  we  come  behind 
What  others  of  their  wealth  bestow, 
Accept  our  willing  mind. 

4  O  Lord,  our  contributions  bless, 

For  their  appointed  end  ; 
And  crown  with  happiest  success, 
The  cause  that  we  befriend. 

148.— P.  -AI.      Following  Christ.     [New  Ar.  445 

1  T   00 K  up  to  yonder  world, 

-i-^  See  myriads  round  the  throne  I 

Each  bears  a  golden  harp, 

And  wears  a  glorious  crown  : 
With  zeal  they  strike  the  sacred  lyre, 
And  strive  to  raise  their  praises  higher. 

2  Believing  in  his  name, 
They  in  his  footsteps  trod  ; 
His  righteousncSvS  their  hope, 
Their  only  plea  his  blood  ; 

Lo  !  now  they  roign  with  him  above, 
Behold  his  face,  and  sing  his  love. 

3  And  shall  we  not  aspire, 
Like  them,  our  course  to  run  ? 
The  crown  if  we  would  wear, 
That  crown  must  first  be  ivon  : 

Divinely  taught,  they  show'd  the  way. 
First  to  bclictc,  and  then  obey. 


HYMN  CXLIX.  99 

149.— 7s.  Meditation.  [New  Ar.  442. 

1  /CHRISTIAN,  wouldst  thou  know  the  joy 

v^    Pure  religion  can  impart  ? 
Let  her  truths  thy  mind  employ, 
Firmly  fix  thy  roving  heart — 
Till  her  radiance  round  thee  shine, 
With  an  influence  all  divine. 

2  Think,  who  fills  a  Father's  throne  ; 
How  in  righteousness  he  reigns  ; 
What  perfections  he  hath  shown, 
And  unchangeable  remains : 
Countless  worlds  proclaim  his  power, 
And  his  glorious  name  adore. 

3  Think  of  all  that  heavenly  grace, 
Which  in  Christ,  the  Lord,  appears. 
Till  the  vision  of  his  face, 

A  celestial  glory  wears  : 

While  the  eye  of  faith  may  view 

Wonders  still  forever  new. 

4  Think  upon  that  Spirit  pure, 
Who  the  love  of  God  reveals  ; 
Shows  the  promise  ever  sure, 
And,  within,  his  witness  seals : 
Think  upon  his  hallow'd  name. 
Till  his  love  thy  soul  inflame. 

5  God  is  holy,  just  and  good. 
Thou  art  sinful,  weak  and  vile  ; 
Blessings  by  his  hand  bestow'd, 
Round  thy  habitation  smile  : 

These  should  charm  thy  heart  to  love, 
These  should  fix  thy  thoughts  above. 

6  Dost  thou  now  in  sadness  mourn. 
And  the  tear  of  anguish  shed. 
Child  of  hope,  to  God  return  ; 
Lift  on  high  thy  drooping  head  : 


100  HYMN  CLI. 

Rays  celestial  round  thee  shine  ; 
Heaven  and  all  its  joys  are  thine. 

150.— C.  P.  M.  Heavenly-Mindedness.  [N.  A.  446. 

1  TTriTH  eyes  of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 

»  *      My  soul  would  upward  rise  ; 
And  converse  hold  with  things  above, 
And  all  that  heavenly  influence  prove. 
Which  grace  divine  supplies. 

2  But  sin  will  oft  my  heart  betray, 

And  cares  from  mom  till  e'en 
Command  my  lab'ring  thoughts  away, 
And  my  affections  far  astray 

From  happiness  and  heaven. 

3  Heaven  is  the  portion  of  my  soul. 

My  treasure  and  my  joy  ; 
There  's  "  naught  on  earth,  from  pole  to  pole," 
Where  mountains  rise  or  oceans  roll, 

That  should  my  heart  employ. 

4  Upward,  still  upward,  let  me  soar, 

While  in  this  vale  of  tears  ; 
Till  earthly  cares  and  toils  are  o'er, 
And  sin  shall  wound  my  heart  no  more — 

When  heaven  itself  appears. 

151.— C.  M.     A  Christian  Life.      [New  Ar.  447. 

1  npHRICE  happy  souls,  who  born  from  heaven, 
JL    While  yet  they  sojourn  here. 

Do  all  their  days  with  God  begin. 
And  spend  tliem  in  his  fear. 

2  'Midst  hourly  cares,  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne  ; 
And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs. 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 


HYMNCLII.  101 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends 

Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

4  When  to  laborious  duties  call'd, 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We  '11  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  ui  thy  strength  confide. 

5  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidst  the  social  band — 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

6  In  solid,  pure  delights  like  these, 

Let  all  my  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 

152.— C.  M.   Justice  and  Equity.    [New  Ar.  449 

1  /^OME,  let  us  search  our  ways  and  try  ; 
v_y  Have  they  been  just  and  right  ? 

Is  the  great  rule  of  equity 
Oiu*  practice  and  delight  ? 

2  What  we  would  have  our  neighbour  do, 

Have  we  done  still  the  same  ? 
And  ne'er  delay'd  to  pay  his  due. 
Nor  injured  his  good  name  ? 

3  In  all  we  sell,  in  all  we  buy, 

Is  justice  our  design  ? 
Do  we  remember  God  is  nigh, 
And  fear  the  wrath  divine. 

4  In  vain  we  talk  of  Jesus'  blood. 

And  boast  his  name  in  vain. 
If  we  can  slight  the  laws  of  God, 
And  prove  unjust  to  men. 


102  HYMN  CLIV. 

153.— 8s  78  4s.  Brotherly  Love.       [New  Ar.  399. 

1  "DRETHREN,  let  us  walk  together 
JO  In  the  bonds  of  love  and  peace  ; 
Can  it  be  a  question  whether 

Brethren  should  from  conflict  cease  ? 

'T  is  in  union, 
Hope,  and  joy,  and  love  increase. 

2  While  we  journey  homeward,  let  us 

Help  each  other  on  the  road  ; 
Foes  on  ev'ry  side  beset  us, 

Snares  through  all  the  way  are  strew'd  : 

It  behoves  us 
Each  to  bear  a  brother's  load. 

3  When  we  think  how  much  our  Father 

Has  forgiven,  and  does  forgive, 
Brethren,  we  should  learn,  the  rather 
Free  from  wrath  and  strife  to  live  ; 

Far  removing 
All  that  might  offend  or  grieve. 

4  Then  let  each  esteem  his  brother 

Better  than  himself  to  be  ; 
And  let  each  prefer  another. 
Full  of  love,  from  envy  free  : 

Happy  are  we 
When  in  this  we  all  agree. 

5  Soon  our  Father  will  receive  us, 

As  we  hope  to  dwell  above  ; 
Nothing  then  shall  harm  or  grieve  us, 
We  shall  all  his  goodness  prove  : 

Wrath  and  discord 
Ending  in  eternal  love. 

154.— C.  M.    Christians,  one  family.   [N.  A.  403. 
1   /^OME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
^^  Thai  have  obtain'd  the  prize  ; 


HYMN  CLV.  103 

And  on  the  eagle,  wings  of  love. 

To  joys  celestial  rise. 
Let  all  tiie  saints  terrestial,  sing. 

With  those  to  glory  gone  : 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 

In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream — 

The  narrow  stream  of  death  : 
One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  his  host  have  cross'd  the  flood, 

And  part  are  crossing  now. 

3  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home, 

This  solemn  moment  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 

And  in  our  tura  must  die. 
His  militant,  embodied  host. 

With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 
And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 

And  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

155.— C.  M.      Christian's  Wealth.  [New  Ar.  336. 

1  U  1  F  Christ  is  mine,"  then  all  is  mine 

J    And  more  than  angels  know  ; 
Both  present  things  and  things  to  come, 
And  grace  and  glory  too. 

2  "  If  Christ  is  mine,"  then  though  he  frown, 

He  never  will  forsake  ; 
His  chastisements  all  work  for  good, 
And  but  his  love  bespeak. 

3  •'  If  Christ  is  mine,"  I  need  not  fear, 

Tlie  rage  of  earth  and  hell ; 


104  HYMN  CLVI. 

He  will  support  my  feeble  frame, 
And  all  tlaeir  power  repel. 

4  *'  If  Christ  is  mine,"  let  friends  forsake. 

And  earthly  comforts  flee  ; 
He,  the  Dispenser  of  all  good, 
Is  more  then  those  to  me. 

5  "  If  Christ  is  mine,"  I  '11  fearless  pass 

Through  death's  tremendous  vale. 
He  '11  be  my  comfort  and  my  stay. 
When  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail. 

6  Let  Christ  assure  me,  "  I  am  thine," 

I  nothing  want  beside  ; 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live. 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 

156, — C.  M.     Confidence  in  God.     [New  Ar.  477. 

1  \  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
-^^  Where  Jesus  answers  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 

For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Tliy  promise  is  my  only  plea. 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burdeu'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin. 

By  soiTow  sore  oppress'd, 
By  war  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  Shield  and  Hiding-place, 

That,  shclter'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  thou  hast  died. 

5  O,  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die. 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame. 


HYMN  CLVIII.  105 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

15-y._S.  M.       Confidence  in  God.    [New  Ar.  413. 

1  TTOW  gentle  God's  commands, 
J- J-  How  kind  his  precepts  are, 

*'  Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

2  While  Providence  supports, 
Let  saints  securely  dwell  ; 

That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shah  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
Press  down  yovu-  weary  mind  ? 

Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 
Down  to  the  present  day  ; 

I  '11  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

16§.— 8s  7s.  The  Lord  is  my  Helper.  [New  Ar.  376. 

1  /^FT  as  I  look  upon  the  road 

v^  That  leads  to  yonder  bless'd  abode, 

I  feel  distress'd  and  fearful ; 
So  many  foes  the  passage  throng 
I  am  so  weak,  and  they  so  strong, 

How  can  my  soul  be  cheerful  ? 

2  But  when  I  think  of  him  whose  power 
Can  save  me  in  a  trying  hour. 

And  place  on  him  reliance  ; 
My  soul  is  then  ashamed  of  fear. 
And,  though  ten  thousand  foes  appear, 

I  bid  them  all  defiance. 

5» 


106  HYMN  CLIX. 

3  The  dangerous  road  I  then  pursue, 
And  keep  the  glorious  prize  in  view  ; 

With  joyful  hope  elated  ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord,  in  him  alone, 
Whore  he  conducts  I  follow  on 

With  ardour  unabated. 

4  O  Lord,  each  day  renew  my  strength 
And  let  me  see  thy  face  at  length, 

With  all  thy  people  yonder  ; 
With  them  in  heaven  thy  love  declare, 
And  sing  thy  praise  for  ever  there. 

With  gratitude  and  wonder. 

159.— S.  M.       Affliction  Blessed.     [New  Ar.  378. 

1  TTOW  tender  is  thy  hand, 
JLl  O  thou  beloved  Lord, 

Afflictions  come  at  thy  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word. 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 
That  chasten'd  us  for  sin. 

How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God 
Where  deep  distress  had  been. 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew  ; 

With  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 

And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  We  told  him  all  our  grief ; 
We  thought  of  Jesus'  love  ; 

A  sense  of  pardon  brought  relief, 
And  bade  our  pangs  remove. 

5  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  strength  confide  : 

For  ever  be  his  name  adored, 
For  there  is  none  beside. 


HYMN  CLXI.  107 

160.— lis.        Longing  for  Rest.     [New  Ar.  379. 

1  T  AM  weary  of  straying — O  fain  would  I  rest. 
J-   In  the  far  distant  land  of  the  pure  and  the  blest, 
Where  sin  can  no  more  her  blandishments  spread, 
And  tears  and  temptations  for  ever  have  fled. 

2  I  am  weary  of  hoping — where  the  hope  is  untrue. 
As  fair,  but  as  fleeting,  as  morning's  bright  dew, 

I  long  for  that  land,  whose  blest  promise  alone, 
Is  changeless,  and  sure,  as  Eternity's  throne. 

3  I  am  weary  of  sighing  o'er  sorrows  of  earth. 
O'er  joy's  glowing  visions,  that  fade  at  their  birth  ; 
O'er  the    pangs  of  the  loved,  which  we  cannot 

assuage, 
O'er  the  blightings  of  youth,  and  the  weakness  of 
age. 

4  I  am  weary  of  loving  what  passes  away — 
The  sweetest,  the  dearest,  alas  !  may  not  stay  ; 

I  loug  for  that  land,  where  these  partings  are  o'er, 
And  death  and  the  tomb  can  divide  hearts  no  more. 

5  I  am  weary,  my  Saviour,  of  grieving  thy  love  ; 
O,  when  shall  I  rest  in  thy  presence  above? 

I  am  weary — but  O,  let  me  never  repine. 
While  thy  word,  and  thy  love,  and  thy  promise 
are  mine. 

161. — CM.  Christian  Submission.  [New Ar. 360. 

1  r\  LORD,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
v^  And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will. 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command  ? 

Thy  love  forbids  my  fears  ; 
Why  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 


108  HYMN  CLXIII. 

3  No,  let  mo  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee  ; 
Thou  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through. 

Shall  be  my  rich  supply  ; 
What  more  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
Let  wisdom  still  deny. 

162. — 7s.         Strength  promised.    [New  Ar.  381. 

1  TirrAIT,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

»  »      To  his  gracious  promise  flee 
Laying  hold  upon  this  word, 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 
Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 

God  has  promised  needful  grace — 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  mayst  see  ; 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief — 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Rock  of  Ages,  I  'm  secure. 
With  thy  promise,  full  and  free, 
Faithful,  positive  and  sure  ; 

"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

163.— S.  M.  Confiding.     [New  Arrang.  382. 

1  TN  thee,  O  Lord,  I  trust, 
-L  My  hope  is  in  thy  name. 

In  righteousness,  deliver  me. 
Nor  put  my  soul  to  shame. 

2  From  heaven  bow  down  thine  ear, 
My  cause  in  mercy  plead  : 


HYMN  CLXIV.  109 

My  Rock,  my  Fortress,  my  Defence, 
Vouchsafe  my  soul  to  lead. 

3  From  every  snare  preserve, 
From  every  foe  defend  : 

For  thy  name's  sake,  O  God,  my  Strength, 
Divine  protection  send. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  O  Lord, 
My  spirit  I  commend, 

Thou  hast  redcem'd  me,  God  of  truth, 
In  death  be  thou  my  friend. 

5  I  will  be  glad  and  praise. 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice  : 

In  sorrow  thou  hast  Icnown  my  soul. 
And  heard  my  suppliant  voice. 

164.— 8s.  The  Christian's  Portion.  [New  Ar.  383. 

1  rpHE  Lord  is  my  Strength,  and  my  Song, 
J-    The  Lord  is  my  Life,  and  my  Light, 

His  praises  shall  dwell  on  my  tongue. 
Though  plunged  in  the  darkness  of  night : 
Temptations  and  trials  must  come, 
Chastisements,  afflictions  severe  ; 
Yet  these  shall  but  hasten  me  home 
And  bid  me  in  glory  appear. 

2  My  spirit  is  burden' d  with  grief, 
And  fainting  with  sorrow  and  care, 
To  Jesus  I  'II  fly  for  relief, 

I  '11  seek  for  deliverance  there  : 
How  tender  and  gracious  thou  art. 
My  Saviour,  my  Shepherd,  my  Friend, 
Still  rule  in  this  desolate  heart. 
Preserve  me,  through  grace,  to  the  end. 

3  Yes,  thou  art  my  Strength,  and  my  Song, 
The  Guide  of  my  pilgrimage  here  ; 


110  HYMN  CLXVI. 

And  though  tribulation  be  strong 
Thy  love  can  preserve  uie  from  fear : 
Still,  still  let  me  lean  on  thy  breast, 
And  pour  out  my  sorrows  to  thee, 
For  there  shall  my  spirit  find  rest, 
Thy  presence,  is  heaven  to  mo. 

105. — 8s  7s.  Submission.  [New  Ar.  384. 

1  TESUS,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding, 
J    O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would,  at  this  solemn  meeting, 

Calmly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  cast  down,  we  're  not  forsaken, 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone  ; 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken. 
Blessed  Lord,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Fill  us  now  with  deep  contrition, 

Take  away  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  may  all,  with  true  submission. 
Meekly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  Though  to-day  we  're  fill'd  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne  ; 
With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning. 
We  can  sing,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

5  By  thy  hands  the  boon  was  given. 

Thou  hast  taken  but  thine  own  ; 

Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven. 

Evermore,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

166— CM.       Devout  Gratitude.     [New  Ar.  386. 

1  TTTHO  can  have  greater  cause  to  sing, 
VV     Who  greater  cause  to  bless. 
Than  we,  the  children  of  a  King, 
Than  we,  who- Christ  possess? 


HYMN  CLXVII.  Ill 

2  We  late  were  Satan's  captives  led, 

And  hell  had  been  our  end, 
Hadst  thou  not  for  our  pardon  bled — 
The  sinner's  only  Friend. 

3  For  this  we  will  employ  our  tongue. 

Nor  shall  our  praises  cease  ; 
We  evermore  will  sing  that  song, 
"  The  Lord,  our  righteousness." 

4  No  other  God  we  know  but  theo. 

None  ebe  did  us  create  ; 
Thy  glory  may  we  ever  be, 
O  holy  Advocate. 

5  We  daily  prove  thee  still  the  same, 

Whene'er  our  need  we  see  ; 
Thou  bearest  still  a  Saviour's  name. 
Our  Saviour  thou  shalt  be. 

6  Nor  law,  nor  sin,  nor  hell,  nor  death. 

Shall  us  from  thee  divide. 
Strongly  we  hold  that  precious  faith. 
For  us  our  Saviour  died. 

167.— C.  L.  M.  Faith  struggling.     [New  Ar.  367. 

1  r\    LET  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 
V_/5   While  darkness  veils  the  sky  ; 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 

Wrapt  yet  in  mystery  ; 
I  cannot,  Lord,  thy  purpose  see. 
But  all  is  well,  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  Thus,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 

The  path  of  duty  on  ; 
What  though  some  cherish'd  joys  are  fled, 

Some  flatt'ring  dreams  are  gone  ? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain. 
Why  should  my  spirit  then  complain  ? 


112  HYMN  CLXIX. 

168.— 7s  5s.     God  is  my  Helper.     [New  Ar.  374. 

1  /^HILD  of  sorrow,  child  of  care, 

^<y  Woiildst  thou  learn  thy  griefs  to  bear, 
And  escape  from  every  snare  ? 

Trust  in  God  alone  : 
Human  strength  is  weak  and  vain. 
Sin  will  oft  its  power  regain  ; 
Humbly  ask,  and  help  obtain, 

From  thy  Father's  throne. 

2  Knowest  thou  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
Glqomy  doubts,  distracting  fears, 
Painful  months,  and  sorrowing  years? 

To  the  Saviour  fly. 
He  that  drank  the  bitter  cup, 
Bids  thee  in  his  mercy  hope  ; 
Let  thy  prayer  be  lifted  up 

To  his  throne  on  high. 

169.— L.  M.    Mourning  over  Sin.    [New  Ar.  366. 

1  QEE  a  poor  sinner,  gracious  Lord, 

kJ  Whose  soul,  encouraged  by  thy  word, 
At  mercy's  footstool  would  remain, 
And  there  would  look,  and  look  again. 

2  How  oft,  deceived  by  self  and  pride, 
Has  my  fond  heart  been  turn'd  aside  ; 
And,  Jonah  like,  has  fled  from  thee. 
Till  thou  hast  look'd  again  on  me. 

3  Ah,  bring  a  wretched  wanderer  home, 
And  to  thy  footstool  let  me  come, 
And  tell  thee  all  my  grief  and  pain. 
And  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

4  Take  courage,  then,  my  trembling  soul, 
One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  whole  ; 


HYMN  CLXXI.  113 

Trust  thou  in  him,  'tis  not  in  vain, 
But  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

5  Look  to  the  Lord,  his  word,  his  throne  ; 
Look  to  his  grace,  and  not  thine  own  ; 
There  wait  and  look,  and  look  again, 
Thou  shalt  not  wait,  nor  look  in  vain. 

170, — L.  M.    Inconstancy  lamented.       [N.  A.  369. 

1  A  ^I  •  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
Jl\-  That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart ; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove. 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  \\\  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay. 
And  chide  each  vanity  away  ; 

lu  vain,  alas  !  resolve  to  bind 

This  rebel  heart,  this  wand'ring  mind. 

3  Through  all  resolves,  how  soon  it  flies, 
And  mocks  the  weak,  the  slender  ties  ; 
There 's  nought  beneath  a  power  divine. 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  Jesus,  to  thee  I  would  return. 
And  at  thy  feet  repenting  mourn  ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pard"ning  love. 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

5  O,  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control. 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul  ; 
Bid  every  vanity  depart, 

And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 

171.— C.  M.  Recovered  Wanderer.  [New  Ar.  370. 

1   TTOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
-tl  Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ; 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart. 
Forgetful  of  his  word. 


114  HYMN  CLXXIL 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  cries,  "  Return  ;" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ; 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
O,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  guilt  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  heahng  power. 

How  glorious,  how  divine, 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore, 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

172.— 8s,      Returning  Backsliders.     [N.  A.  371. 

1  f\  SHEPHERD  of  Israel,  divine  ! 
V-/  Too  far  from  thy  fold  I  have  stray'd  ; 
What  hand  can  restore  me  but  thine. 
Thus  wounded,  cast  down,  and  dismay'd? 

.  My  soul  would  look  upward  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate,  I  "11  cry  from  the  dust ; 
No  other  salvation  I  see, 
In  no  other  name  will  I  trust. 

2  Thou,  thou  art  my  strength  and  my  shield, 
Henceforth  in  thy  arm  I  '11  confide  ; 

The  weapons  alone  I  will  wield. 
Thy  wisdom  and  mercy  provide  : 
Salvation  belongs  to  the  Lord, 
Deliv'ranco  must  come  from  his  hand  ; 
O  !  who  would  not  trust  in  his  word, 
Acknowledge  his  riglit  to  command. 


HYMN  CLXXIV.  115 

3  O  Shepherd  of  Israel,  divine, 
Thy  life-giviug  presence  I  feel  ; 
Let  the  light  of  thy  countenance  shine, 
Thine  arm  now  in  mercy  reveal : 
For  strength  and  deliv'rance  I  wait ; 
On  thee  in  my  trouble  I  call, 
My  sinful  backslidings  I  hate, 
Uphold  me,  dear  Lord,  or  I  fall. 

173,— l^M.61  Returning  Backslider.   [N.  A.  372. 

1  'IT'TEARY  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 

»  »      And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear,  and  bow  beneath  the  rod  ; 
To  him  with  penitence  I  mouni. 
I  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  O,  Jesus,  full  of  pard'ning  grace  ; 
More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  guilt ; 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face, 

Whose  precious  blood  for  man  was  spill'd  ; 
O,  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  dying  sinner  still. 

3  Now  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart. 
That  trembles  at  th'  approach  of  sin, 
A  godly  fear  to  me  impart  ; 
Implant  and  root  it  deep  within. 

That  I  may  know  thy  sov'reign  power. 
And  never  dare  offend  thee  more. 

174.— L.M.  The  Backslider's  Prayer.  [N.  A.  373. 

1  r\    TURN,  great  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
v^5   Turn  from  my  sin  thy  searching  eyes, 
Nor  let  th'  offences  of  my  hand 

Within  thy  book  recorded  stand. 

2  Give  me  a  will  to  thine  subdued, 
A  conscience  pure,  a  soul  renew'd, 


116  HYiMN  CLXXV. 

Nor  let  me,  wrapt  in  endless  gloom, 
An  outcast  from  thy  presence  roam. 

3  O  let  thy  Spirit  to  my  heart 

Once  more  his  quick'ning  aid  impart, 

My  mind  from  ev'ry  fear  releeise, 

And  soothe  my  troubled  thoughts  to  peace. 

4  So  shall  the  souls,  whom  error's  sway 
Has  urged  from  thee,  blest  Lord,  to  stray, 
From  me  thy  heav'nly  precepts  learn, 
And,  humbled,  to  their  God  return. 

175._C.  P.  M.    In  Darkness.         [New  Ar.  364. 

1  T  MOURN  the  h  idings  of  thy  face, 
J-  The  absence  of  that  smile. 
That  sweetly  fiU'd  a  throne  of  grace, 
And  gave  my  heart  a  resting  place. 

From  earthly  care  and  toil. 

2  How  sad  and  desolate  the  night ! 

How  gloomy  is  the  day  ? 
Nature  no  more  can  charm  the  sight, 
Afford  one  comfort  or  delight. 

Without  thy  cheering  ray. 

3  Oft  in  the  lone  and  silent  hour, 

I  tell  my  tale  of  grief  ; 
In  tears  of  tenderness  implore, 
The  presence  of  thy  healing  power. 

But  tears  bring  no  relief. 

4  'T  is  sin  that  separates  from  thee. 

This  poor  benighted  soul  ; 
My  folly  and  my  guilt  I  see, 
And  now  upon  the  bended  knee. 

Submit  to  thy  control. 

5  Up  to  the  place  of  thine  abode, 

I  lift  my  darken'd  eye  ; 


HYMN  CLXXVII.  117 

To  thee,  O  bleeding  Lamb  of  God, 
Whence  all  the  springs  of  life  have  flow'd, 
To  thee,  I  raise  my  cry. 

O,  wilt  thou  lend  a  listening  ear. 

And  answer  my  request : 
Forgive  and  wipe  the  falling  tear, 
And  with  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer, 

And  set  my  heart  at  rest. 

1T6.— L.  M.   Affliction  Sanctified.   [New  Ar.  363. 

1  \  MIDST  these  various  scenes  of  ills, 
-L\.  Each  stroke  some  kind  design  fulfils  ; 
And  shall  I  murmur  at  my  God, 

When  sovereign  love  directs  the  rod  ? 

2  Peace,  rebel  thoughts  !  I  '11  not  complain. 
My  Father's  smiles  suspend  my  pain  ; 
Smiles,  that  a  thousand  joys  impart, 
And  pour  the  balm  that  heals  the  smart. 

3  Though  Heaven  afflicts,  I  '11  not  repine, 
Each  heartfelt  comfort  still  is  mine  ; 
Comforts  that  shall  o'er  death  prevail. 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

4  Lord  Jesus,  smoothe  that  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day. 

To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  sunshine  reigns. 

177.— C.  M.  Submission  and  Hope.      [N.  A.  362. 

1  A  FFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
-ljL  Where  wave  resounds  to  wave  ; 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 

I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys, 

Can  reinstate  my  peace  ; 


118  HYMN  CLXXVIII. 

And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

3  In  the  dark  watches  of  the  night 

I  '11  count  his  mercies  o'er  ; 
I  '11  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose, 

And  press'd  on  every  side  ; 
The  Lord  has  still  sustain'd  my  steps. 
And  still  has  been  my  Guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest,  and  build  my  hopes. 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod  ; 
He  's  more  than  all  the  world  to  me, 
My  Health,  my  Life,  my  God  ! 


w 


178. — CM.  Inconstancy  Lamented.  [New  Ar.  375. 

'HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
My  God,  my  chief  delight  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

*2  Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove? 
VVhere  can  such  sweetness  be 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ? 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 
The  savour  of  thy  grace. 

My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  of  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  pEiss'd, 
The  flatfring  world  employs 

Some  sensual  bait  to  win  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  Hiy  joys. 

5  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  soul, 
That  I  should  leave  thee  so : 


HYMN  CLXXIX.  llf> 

Where  will  those  wild  alTections  roll, 
That  let  my  Saviour  go  ?  ' 

6  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 
In  chase  of  false  delight  I 
Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cross 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 


G 


THE    CHURCH. 

1T9.— 6s  7s.  The  Glories  of  iJu'  Church.  [N.  A.  4G8. 

LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken 
J   Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 

Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

Who  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

See  the  streams  of  living  waters. 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters. 

And  the  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river. 

Onward  flows  her  thirst  t'  assuage — 
Grace,  which  like  the  Lord — the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

Round  each  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Ziou,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 

Forms  thee  for  liis  own  abode. 


m)  HYMM  CLXXXI. 

1§0. — L.  M.  Admission  of  Members.    [N.  Ar.471. 

1  TT'INDRED  in  Christ,  for  bis  dear  sake, 
J-V  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake, 

The  joys  which  he  alone  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  us,  by  grace  't  is  given, 
To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name  ; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  wo  meet 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above. 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  Vv'ith  love. 

4  We  '11  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
And  sufFer'd  for  us  here  below 
The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  his  mercy  will  bestow. 

5  Thus  as  the  moments  pass  away 
We  '11  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore. 
And  think  upon  that  glorious  day 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

181.— L.M.       Young  Converts.      [New  Ar.  472. 

1  TT7ELC0ME,  ye  hopeful  heirs  of  heav'n, 

VV     To  this  rich  gospel  feast  of  love  ; 
This  pledge  is  but  the  prelude  given 
To  that  immortal  feast  above. 

2  How  great  the  blessing,  thus  to  meet 
Around  the  sacramental  board, 

And  hold  by  faith,  communion  sweet. 
With  Christ  our  dear  and  common  Lord, 

3  And  if  so  sweet  this  feast  below, 
What  will  it  be  to  meet  above. 


HYMN  CLXXXIII.  121 

Where  all  we  see,  and  feel,  and  know, 
Are  fruits  of  everlasting  love. 

4  Soon  shall  we  tune  the  heavenly  lyre, 
Whilst  list'ning  worlds  the  song  approve  ; 
Eternity  itself  expire, 
Ere  we  exhaust  the  theme  of  love. 


1§2._S.  M.     Public  Worship.        [New  Ar.  475. 

1  TTOW  pleased  was  I  to  hear 
-tl  The  friends  of  Ziou  say, 

Now  to  her  courts  let  us  repair 
And  keep  the  solemn  day. 

2  Hither  the  rich  and  poor, 
Their  various  offerings  brnig. 

And  in  harmonious  strains  adore. 
Their  Maker,  and  their  King. 

3  Here  beams  of  mercy  shine. 
And  streams  of  goodness  flow  ; 

Here  we  may  feast  on  joys  divine 
And  taste  of  heaven  below. 

4  Here  I  would  ever  stay  ; 
Or  if  I  must  remove, 

Come,  angels,  bear  me  swift  away, 
To  briffhter  scenes  above. 


183.— 12s  Us.   The  House  of  God.  [New  Ar.470. 

1   rpHERE  'S  a  refuge  of  peace,  from  the  tempests 
JL  that  beat, 

From  the  dark  clouds  that  threaten,  from  the  wild 
wind  that  blows, 
A  holy,'  a  sweet,  and  a  lovely  retreat, 
A  sprmg  of  refreshment,  a  place  of  repose. 
6 


l-'^  HYMN  CLXXXV. 

2  'T  is  the  house  of  my  God — 't  is  the  dwelling  of 

prayer — 
'T  is  the    temple    all    hallow'd    by    blessing    and 
praise  ; 
If  sorrow  and  faithlessness  conquer  me  there, 
My  heart  to  the  throne  of  his  grace  I  can  raise. 

3  For  a  refuge  like  this,  Oh .'  what  praises  are  due 
For  a  rest  so  serene,  for  a  covert  so  fair  ; 

Ah,  why  are  the  seasons  of  worship  so  few  ? 
Ah,  why  are  so  seldom  the  meetings  of  prayer  ? 

184.— CM.       ChurcJis  Appeal     [New  Ar.  473. 

1  TT7"HY  shouldst  thou  linger  to  obey 

VV     Thy  Saviour's  great  command  ? 
Why  from  his  blessed  gospel  feast 
At  awful  distance  stand  ? 

2  Why  shouldst  thou  not  his  death  record, 

And  with  his  people  join, 
To  take  the  sacramental  bread, 
And  sacramental  wine  ? 

3  Why  shouldst  thou  say  "  I  am  too  young  ?  " 

Or  fear  thou  art  unfit  ? 
Shouldst  thou  not  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
And  to  his  yoke  submit  ? 

4  Why  shouldst  thou  hesitate  to  go. 

And  friendly  counsel  take  ? 
His  servants  may  resolve  thy  doubts 

And  words  of  comfort  speak.  j 

5  Arise,  arise,  go,  seek  advice  ; 

And  if  thou  art  sincere. 
With  halite  obey  thy  dying  Lord, 
And  with  his  saints  appear. 

1§5.— L.M.  The  Church.  [New  Ar.  469. 

1   ^TrE  are  a  garden,  wall'd  around, 

VV     Chosen  and  made  peculiar  ground  ; 


HYMN  CLXXXVI.  123 

A  little  spot  enclosed  by  grace, 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness. 

Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  spice  we  stand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand, 
And  all  our  springs  in  Zion  flow, 
To  make  the  young  plantation  grow. 

Awake,  O  heavenly  wind,  and  come. 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume. 
Spirit  divine,  descend  and  breathe, 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad, 
To  entertain  our  Saviour,  God, 
Let  faith,  and  love,  and  joy,  appear, 
And  every  grace  be  active  here. 


MISSIONARY   CONCERT. 

1§6. — P.  M.  *  Invocation.    [New  Arrang.  564. 

1  "p  ISE,  gracious  God,  and  shine 
-tV  In  all  thy  saving  might ; 
And  prosper  each  design 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light : 
Let  healing  streams  of  mercy  flow, 
That  all  the  earth  thy  truth  may  know. 

2  O,  bring  the  nations  near. 
That  they  may  sing  thy  praise  ; 
Let  all  the  people  hear. 

And  learn  thy  holy  ways. 
Reign,  mighty  God,  assert  thy  cause, 
And  govern  by  thy  righteous  laws. 

3  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power ; 
The  nations  then  will  see. 
And  earth  present  her  store, 
In  converts  born  to  thee. 


124  HYMN  CLXXXVIII. 

God,  our  own  God,  his  church  will  bless, 
Aud  earth  will  teem  with  fruitfulness. 

187.— C.  M.     The  Gospel  Light.    [New  Ar.  565 

1  OTRETCH,  O  my  soul,  thy  ardent  wing, 
kJ  And  hail  the  dawning  light ; 

Behold,  what  scenes,  what  visions  sprmg 
Of  infinite  delight. 

2  Soon  shall  the  glorious  eastern  star 

Above  the  mountains  rise  ; 
And  rays  celestial,  beaming  far, 
Illume  e'en  polar  skies. 

3  If  angels  in  their  sphere  rejoice, 

One  rescued  soul  to  greet. 
How  will  they  raise  th'  enraptured  voice. 
Whole  continents  to  meet. 

4  Siberia  spreads  her  frozen  arms, 

Released  from  sin  and  chains  ; 
And  Sharon's  rose  exhales  its  charms 
On  Afric's  sultry  plains. 

5  From  Java  to  the  furthest  west 

The  heavenly  light  shall  reach  ; 
And  truth  divine  its  power  attest 
In  every  clime  and  speech. 

6  Shed,  Sun  of  Righteousness,  thy  rays 

On  every  land  of  night  ; 
Till  all  the  heathen  sing  thy  praise. 
And  hail  the  cheerful  light. 

18§.— L.  M.    Thy  Kingdom  come.   [New  Ar.  566. 

1  r^  RE  AT  King  of  Zion,  now  arise, 
>J  Thy  glorious  promises  fulfil ; 
Behold  thy  church  in  mourning  Ues, 
Yet  waiting  for  thy  mercy  still. 


HYMN  CLXXXIX.  125 

2  O  God,  how  long  ?  thy  people  cry  ; 
When  shall  our  prayers  acceptance  gain  1 
Look  from  thy  lofty  throne  on  high, 
And  break  the  prisoners'  heavy  chain. 

3  Let  Asia's  miUions  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Send  them  thy  heralds  to  proclaim 
Salvation — bid  them  soon  rejoice 
In  Jesus,  our  Emanuel's  name. 

4  Let  Africa,  with  all  her  tribes, 

Be  rescued  from  the  spoiler's  hand  ; 
Nor  lust  of  power,  nor  golden  bribes, 
Draw  murderers  there  to  waste  her  land. 

5  Let  every  nation  under  heaven, 

In  all  their  various  tongues  receive 
The  glorious  gospel  thou  hast  given, 
Renounce  their  idols,  and  believe. 

1§9.— S.M.  Glory  of  Christ's  Kingdom.  [N.A.567. 

1  TESUS,  the  King,  shaU  live, 
•J    Shall  reign  for  evermore  ; 

To  him,  her  gold,  shall  Sheba  give, 
And  all  her  treasures  pour. 

2  For  him  the  ceaseless  prayer, 
Like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise  ; 

While  ev'ry  day  his  praise  shall  bear 
Above  the  lofty  skies. 

3  As  seed  on  mountains  shed. 
His  rising  church  shall  grow  ; 

Like  trees  on  Lebanon's  high  head, 
Its  plenteous  harvests  show 

4  Her  sons,  a  numerous  train. 
In  Zion's  gates  shall  spread, 

As  grass  which  fills  the  verdant  plains, 
And  clothes  the  flower}-  mead. 


126  HYMN  CXCI. 

190.— L.  M.     The  People  perish.    [New  Ar.  568. 

1  r  JlHE  heathen  perish  ;  day  by  day 

JL    Thousands  on  thousands  pass  away. 
O  Christians,  to  their  rescue  fly  ; 
Preach  Jesus  to  them  ere  they  die. 

2  Wealth,  labour,  talents,  freely  give — 
Yea,  life  itself,  that  they  may  live. 
What  hath  your  Saviour  done  for  you, 
And  what  for  him,  will  ye  not  do  ? 

3  Thou,  Spirit  of  the  Lord,  go  forth, 
Call  in  the  south,  wake  up  the  north  ; 
From  every  clime,  from  sun  to  sun, 
Gather  God's  children  into  one. 

191. — 89  7s  4s.     God  with  us.        [New  Ar.  569. 

1  f^  OD  is  with  us  in  our  meeting  ; 

vJ   Here  he  makes  his  mercy  known  ; 
While  his  praises  we  're  repeating, 

He  approves  us  as  his  own. 
Hallelujah, 

This  is  heaven  begun  below. 

2  God  is  with  us  in  our  labours  ; 

Forward  let  us  boldly  press  ; 
Heathen  nations  are  our  neighbours. 
Let  us  soften  their  distress. 

Hallelujah, 
God  will  hence  our  efforts  bless. 

3  In  his  cause  we  now  tissemble. 

All  our  hearts  and  aims  qxq  one  ; 
Idol  priests  begin  to  tremble. 
Idol  gods  are  overthrown. 

Hallelujah, 
Let  Jehovah  reign  alone. 


HYMN  CXCIII.  127 

4  Fired  with  holy  expectatiou, 

Let  us  spread  the  gospel  wide  ; 
Soou  shall  every  heathen  nation 
Trust  in  Jesus  crucified. 
Hallelujah, 
God  is  still  upon  our  side. 

1 92.— 8s  7s  4s.         Missions.  [New  Ar.  570. 

1  A  ID  us,  God  of  love  and  mercy  ; 
-lA_  Aid  us  to  extend  thy  name  : 
Aid  us,  through  each  heathen  nation, 

All  thy  goodness  to  proclaim  ; 

And  to  tell  them, 
That  for  them  a  Saviour  came. 

2  May  they  know  their  great  Redeemer, 

Who  for  them,  though  strangers,  died  ; 
May  they  look  with  deep  repentance, 
To  their  Saviour  crucified  ; 

Leave  their  idols. 
And  desire  no  God  beside. 

3  O,  be  there  thy  name  extended, 

And  thy  love  and  mercy  known  ; 

Turn  them  from  their  vain  inventions  ; 

May  they  live  to  thee  alone  : 

And  O,  claim  them  ; 

Claim  them,  Saviour,  for  thine  own. 

193.— C.  M.      Blessing  sought.       [New  Ar.  571. 

1  "DE  merciful  to  us,  O  God  ; 
-L*  Upon  thy  people  shine  ; 

And  spread  thy  saving  truth  abroad, 
Till  all  that  live  be  thine. 

2  Give  light  and  comfort  to  thine  own  ; 

And  let  thy  light  extend, 


128  HYMN  CXCIV. 

Till  thy  prevailing  name  be  known. 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

3  Let  all  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord  ; 

Let  all,  their  homage  bring. 

From  sea  to  sea  be  thou  adored, 

Redeemer,  Judge,  and  King. 

4  Let  all  the  people  praise  thee.  Lord, 

Then  earth  her  fruits  shall  give  ; 
Thy  blessing  shall  on  all  be  pour'd. 
And  all  to  thee  shall  live. 

194.— 8s  7s  4s.  A  Light  tv lighten,  ^c.  [N.  A.  5V2.' 

1  /^'ER  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness 
V_/  Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze  ; 

See  the  kindreds  of  the  people 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze  ; 

Darkness  brooding 
On  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

2  Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Rise  and  shine,  thy  blessings  bring  ; 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles, 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing. 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

3  May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 

Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and  worshipping  before  him, 
Ser\'e  the  living  God  alone. 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

4  Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 

Speak  the  word  ;  at  thy  command. 
Let  the  company  of  preachers 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land. 

Lord,  be  with  them, 
Alway — to  tlie  end  of  time. 


HYMN  CXCVI.  129 

195.— 8s  7s.      Spread  of  the  Gospel    [N.  A.  573. 

1  TT'ING  of  Zion,  give  the  order, 
J-\_  Send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 
O,  let  Zion  stretch  her  border, 

Zion,  favour'd  of  her  God. 

2  Thou  canst  form  the  zealous  preacher, 

Thou  canst  light  and  love  impart ; 
Send  thy  word  to  every  creature, 
Send  it  to  the  sinner's  heart. 

3  O,  let  many  now  be  ready 

To  go  forth,  at  thy  command, 
Men  of  faith,  approved  and  steady — 
Leaving  all  at  thy  command. 

4  Send  thy  truth  to  every  region, 

Let  the  distant  people  hear  ; 

Let  them  turn  from  false  religion, 

And  to  truth  alone  give  ear. 

196.-8S  7s.     The  Christian  Call.    [New  Ar.  574. 

1  /^HRLSTIAN,  up  !  the  day  is  breaking, 
y~y  Gird  your  ready  armour  on  ; 
Slumbering  hosts  around  are  waking. 

Rouse  ye !  in  the  Lord  be  strong. 

2  See  ;  the  blest  millenial  dawning, 

Bright  the  beams  of  Bethlehem's  star ; 
Eastern  lands,  behold  the  morning, 
Lo  !  it  glimmers  from  afar. 

'3  While  ye  sleep  or  idly  linger. 

Thousands  sink  with  none  to  save  ; 
Hasten  !  Time's  unerring  finger 
Points  to  many  an  open  grave. 


130  HYMN  CXCVIT. 

4  Hark  !  unnumber'd  voices  crying, 

"  Save  us,  or  we  droop  and  die  I  " 
Succour  bear  the  faint  and  dying, 
On  the  wings  of  mercy  fly. 

5  Lead  them  to  the  crystal  fountain, 

Gushing  with  the  streams  of  life  ; 
Guide  them  to  the  sheltering  mountain. 
For  the  gale  with  death  is  rife. 

6  O'er  the  mountain-top  ascending, 

Soon  the  scatter'd  light  shall  rise, 
Till,  in  radiant  glory  blending, 

Heaven's  high  noon  shall  greet  our  eyes. 


197.— 8s  7s.     Latter-Day  Glory.     [New  Ar  575. 

1  TTARK  I  a  cry  among  the  nations — 
-ti  "  Come,  and  let  us  seek  the  Lord  ; 
Vain  our  former  expectations. 

Vain  the  idols  we  adored  ; 
Zion's  King  is  God  alone. 
Let  us  bow  before  his  throne." 

2  See  !  from  every  quarter  flowing. 

Joyful  crowds  assemble  round ; 
Love  in  every  heart  is  glowing, 
Praise  is  heard  in  every  sound. 
While  Jehovah  shows  his  face. 
Glory  fills  the  sacred  place. 

3  Weapons,  meant  for  mutual  slaughter, 

Now  are  instruments  of  peace  ; 
They  who  taste  the  living  water. 
Learn  from  war  and  strife  to  cease  ; 
Jesus  reigns  !  the  earth  is  still ; 
All  the  nations  do  his  will. 


HYMN  CXCIX.  131 

19§._C.  P.M.  Prayer  for  the  Heathen.    [N.  A.  576. 

1  i^  OD  of  the  nations,  bow  thine  ear, 
^J  And  listen  to  our  fen^ent  prayer, 

Through  thy  beloved  Son  : 
Build  up  the  kingdom  of  his  grace, 
Amid  the  millions  of  our  race, 

And  make  thy  wonders  known. 

2  Send  forth  the  heralds  in  his  name, 
Bid  them  a  Saviour's  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
Till  every  land  shall  hear  the  sound, 
And  send  the  joyful  echoes  round, 

Amid  the  shades  of  death 

3  O  let  the  nations  rise  and  bring 
Their  ofF'rings  to  th'  Almighty  King, 

And  trust  in  him  alone  ; 
Renounce  their  idols,  and  adore 
The  God  of  gods  for  evermore, 

Upon  his  lofty  throne. 

4  The  dying  millions  then  shall  prove 
The  matchless  power  of  bleeding  love, 

And  feel  their  sins  forgiven  ; 
Shall  join  the  convert's  joyful  throng, 
And  raise  on  high  redemption's  song. 

Along  the  path  to  heaven. 

199.— 8s  7s  4s.   Fountain  of  Life.     [New  Ar.  577 

1  OEE,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 
^  Streams  of  living  water  flow  ! 
God  has  open'd  there  a  fountain 

That  supplies  the  plains  below : 

They  are  blessed, 
Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels,  flowing. 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way  ; 


132  HYMN  CC. 

Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 
Making  all  around  look  gay : 

O  ye  nations ! 
Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

3  Gladden'd  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All  enriching  as  it  goes  ; 
Lo,  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure, 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose  : 

Every  object 
Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 

4  Trees  of  life,  the  banks  adorning. 

Yield  their  fruit  to  all  around  ; 
Those  who  eat  are  saved  from  mourning, 
Pleasure  comes,  and  hopes  abound  ; 

Fair  their  portion — 
Endless  life,  with  glory  crown'd. 

200.— S.M.    Spread  of  the  Gospel.  [New  Ar  578. 

1  r\  LORD,  our  God,  arise, 

yj    The  cause  of  truth  maintain ; 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  Life,  arise. 
Nor  let  thy  glory  cease  ; 

Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  Thou  Holy  Ghost,  arise. 
Extend  thy  healing  wing. 

And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruin'd  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  Let  all  on  earth  arise. 
To  God  the  Saviour  sing. 

From  shore  to  shore — from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  antlioms  ring  ! 


HYMN  ecu.  133 

201.— lis  10s.       Millennium.  [New  Ar.  579. 

1  TTAIL,  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 
-Tl  Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  ; 
Hush'd  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning, 

Zion,  in  triumph,  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail,  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold  ; 
flail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning, 
Geiltiles  and  Jews,  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing, 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along  ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-top  echoes  are  ringing. 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure  and  mingle  in  song. 

4  See  from  all  lands — from  the  isles  of  the  ocean, 

Praise  to  Jehovah,  ascending  on  high  ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion, 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 

202.— 7s  6s.     The  Gospel  Banner.  [New  Ar.  580. 

1  "VrOW  be  the  gospel  banner 
JLi    In  every  land  unfurl'd  ; 
And  be  the  shout,  Hcsanna, 

Re-echoed  through  the  world  : 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  ever}''  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation. 

And  jom  the  happy  throng. 

2  What  though  th'  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hejl  combine  ? 
His  arm  throughout  their  regions, 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine  ; 
Ric^e  on,  O  Lord,  victorious, 

Emanuel,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious  ; 

Thy  empire  still  increase. 


134  HYMN  CCIII. 

3  Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings, 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favour, 

Each  ransom'd  captive  sings  : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise. 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting. 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


203.— 7s  6s.       Send  the  Gospel.      [New  Ar.  581. 

1  OEND,  send  the  gospel  message, 
kJ  In  every  language  send  ; 
Give  it  a  speedy  passage, 

To  gain  its  glorious  end  ; 
Gad,  from  on  high,  commands  us, 

We  may  not  now  delay  ; 
The  heathen,  too,  implore  us — 

They  perish  day  by  day. 

2  Freely  have  come  our  blessings  ; 

How  freely  still  bcstow'd  ; 
'T  is  love,  the  soul  impressing. 

Would  send  these  gifts  abroad  : 
We  all  were  outcast  aliens. 

Exposed  to  death  and  wo  ; 
Our  distant  fathers,  pagans, 

Bound  to  their  idols  too. 

3  How  can  we,  to  the  heathen. 

Say,  Perish  in  your  sins  ? 
Nor  labour  now  to  free  them. 

And  guide  to  joyful  scenes  ; 
How  can  our  hearts  so  harden, 

When  we  deserve  to  die. 
As  not  to  tell  of  pardon — 

And  help,  to  Jesus  fly  ? 


HYMN  CCIV.  135 

4  Proclaim  aloud  the  Saviour  ; 

Far,  far  let  him  be  known  ; 
Let  each  implore  his  favour, 

Let  prayer  besiege  the  throne  : 
In  labours,  all,  assistant, 

Conspire  to  spread  his  grace, 
Till  lands  to  us  most  distant, 

Shall  learn  to  seek  his  face. 

204.— 7s.          Tell  us  of  the  Night.  [New  Ar.  582. 

1  TI/^ATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

»  »      What  its  signs  of  promise  are  ? 
Trav'ller,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 
See  the  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray, 
Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  l 
Trav'ller,  yes,  it  brings  the  day — 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night : 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Trav'ller,  blessedness  and  light. 
Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams,  alone 
Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Trav'ller,  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn  : 
Trav'ller,  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wand'ring  cease, 
Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home  : 
Trav'ller,  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo  I  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 


136  HYMN  CCVI. 

205.— 7s  6s.        Christ  on  Earth.     [New  Ar.  583 

1  "firHEN  shall  the  voice  of  shiging 

W     Flow  joyfully  along: 
When  hill  and  A'allcy  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  him  who  once  was  slain. 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign? 

2  Then  from  the  lofty  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly  ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply  : 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All,  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  round. 

206, — L.  M.  Prayer  for  Labourers.  [New  Ar.  584. 

1  T    ORD  of  the  harvest,  bend  thine  ear, 
J-J   For  Zion's  heritage  appear  ; 

O  send  forth  labourers  fill'd  with  zeal, 
Swift  to  obey  their  Master's  will. 

2  Hast  thou  not  bid  us  fervent  pray 
For  help  in  such  a  trying  day  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  listen,  when  we  cry, 
And  send  the  blessing  from  on  high  ? 

3  Our  lifted  eyes,  O  Lord,  behold 

The  rip'ning  han'est  tinged  with  gold, 
Wide  fields  are  op'ning  to  our  view, 
The  work  is  great,  the  lab'rers  few. 

4  Under  the  guidance  of  thy  hand 
Let  Zion's  sons  in  many  a  band 
Arise,  to  bless  the  dying  race. 
As  heralds  of  redeeming  grace. 


HYMN  CCVII.  137 

5  Bid  all  their  hearts  with  ardour  glow, 
As  gospel  messengers  to  go, 

And  publish  the  inspiring  sound 
Far  as  the  race  of  man  is  found. 

6  Lord  of  the  harvest,  bid  them  rise, 
Train'd  by  the  influence  of  the  skies. 
In  wisdom,  knowledge,  grace,  to  shine, 
Till  every  kingdom  shall  be  thine. 


207.— H.  M.  The  Gospel.  [New  Ar.  585. 

1  TTARK  !  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy, 
-CI  Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains 
And  seraphs  find  employ. 

For  their  sublimest  strains. 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known. 
Loud  ring  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark  I  hark  !  the  sounds  draw  nigh, 
The  joyful  hosts  descend  ; 

Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend. 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race. 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 

3  Bear  I  bear  the  tidings  round. 
Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found  ; 
What  pity  he  can  show. 

Ye  winds,  that  blow — ye  waves,  that  roll, 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Strike  !  strike  the  harps  again. 
To  greet  Emanuel's  name  ; 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men. 

And  loud  his  grace  proclaim. 
Angels,  and  men,  wake  every  string, 
'T  is  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing. 


138  HYMN  CCIX. 

208.— L.  M.  Sp-ead  of  the  Gospel.  [New  Ar.  586. 

1  "DEHOLD  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
-U  The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive 

The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  blest  labour  share  a  part ; 
Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days ; 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known, 
Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne. 

4  Wher'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise  ; 
And  slave  and  freeman — Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  bo  form'd  anew. 

209.— S.  M.        Christ's  Reign.       [New  Ar.  587. 

1  r^  REAT  heir  of  David's  throne  I 
VX  Thy  royal  power  assume  ; 

Come,  reign  in  faithful  hearts  alone, 
Thou  blest  Redeemer,  come. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  of  grace 
In  all  the  heathen's  sight — 

Thy  kingdom  of  true  holiness — 
And  order  il  aright. 

3  Now,  for  thy  promise'  sake. 
O'er  earth  exalted  be : 

The  kingdom,  power,  and  glory  take, 
Which  all  belong  to  thee. 

4  In  zeal  for  God  and  man, 
Thy  full  salvation  bring  : 

The  universal  Monarch  reign, 
The  saints'  eternal  King. 


HYMN  CCXI.  139 

210. — L.  M.  Success  of  the  Gospel.  [New  Ar.  588. 

1  OOON  may  the  last  glad  song  arise, 

kJ  Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies — 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones,  and  powers,  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee  ; 

And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Now  wave  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign. 

3  O,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell ; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell — 
Till  not  one  rebel  heart  remains. 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

211.— 8s  7s  4s.      Spirit  sought.      [New  Ar.  589. 

1  TTTHO  but  thou.  Almighty  Spirit, 

»  »      Can  the  heathen  world  reclaim? 
Men  may  preach — but  till  thou  favour. 
Heathens  will  be  still  the  same  : 

Mighty  Spirit, 
Witness  to  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Thou  hast  promised,  by  the  prophets, 

Glorious  light  in  latter  days : 
Come,  and  bless  bewilder'd  nations, 

Change  our  prayers  and  tears  to  praise : 

Promised  Spirit, 
Round  the  world  diffuse  thy  rays. 

3  All  our  hopes,  and  prayers,  and  labours, 

Must  be  vain  without  thine  aid : 
But  thou  wilt  not  disappoint  us — ■ 
All  is  true  that  thou  hast  said  ; 

Faithful  Spirit, 
O'er  the  world  thine  influence  shed. 


140  HYMN  CCXIII. 

212.— C.  M.      Thy  Will  be  done.    [New  Ar.  590. 

1  r^  RE  AT  Saviour,  let  thy  power  divino 
vJ  O'er  all  the  earth  be  known  ; 

Let  all,  to  thee,  their  will  resign, 
And  make  thy  will  their  own. 

2  Perversion  marks  the  guilty  way, 

Which  heathens  madly  tread  ; 
From  all  thy  laws  they  go  astray, 
And  hasten  to  the  dead. 

.3  Thou,  Saviour-God,  hast  power  alone 
To  turn  their  wand'ring  feet, 
To  bend  their  souls  before  thy  throne, 
Low  at  thy  mercy-seat. 

4  For, all  the  power,  beneath,  above. 
Thy  wounded  hands  sustain  ; 
Then  sway  the  sceptre  of  thy  love, 
And  let  thy  mercy  reign. 

213 L.  M.  The  Latter  Day  Glory.    [N.  A.  59  L 


WHEN  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 
The  judgment  of  the  martyr'd  Lam 
When  shall  the  captive  troops  be  free, 
And  keep  th'  eternal  jubilee. 

Hasten  it,  Lord,  in  every  land  ; 
Send  thou  thine  angels,  and  command, 
"  Go,  sound  dcliv'rance — loudly  blow 
Salvation  to  the  saints  below." 

We  long  to  have  the  day  appear. 
The  promised,  great  sabbatic  year  ; 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  sin,  and  hell, 
Israel  in  ceaseless  peace  shall  dwell. 

Till  then,  we  will  not  let  thee  rest : 
Thou  still  shalt  hear  our  strong  request ; 
And  this  our  daily  prayer  shall  be, 
Ijord,  sound  the  trump  of  jubilee. 


HYMN  CCXV.  141 

314. — L.  M.  Success  anticipated.   [New  Ar.  592. 

1  T>EHOLD,  th'  expected  time  draw  near, 
jLJ  The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear  ; 

Behold  the  wilderness  assume 

The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom. 

2  Events  with  prophecies  conspire 
To  raise  our  faith,  our  zeal  to  fire  : 
The  ripening  fields,  already  white, 
Present  a  harvest  to  the  sight. 

3  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive,  to  receive 

The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

4  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  the  blest  labour  share  a  part ; 
Our  prayers  and  ofl^'erings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

215.— 8s  7s  4s.     Without  Hope.       [New  Ar.  593. 

1  'W/'HO  can  tell  what  notes  of  sadness 

W     From  the  hills  and  valleys  rise. 
Where  no  mpssages  of  gladness, 
Echo  from  the  bending  skies. 

Where  in  darkness, 
Without  hope  the  siimer  dies. 

2  O  how  desolate  the  dwelling, 

Where  our  God  is  not  revered  ; 
Where  no  song  of  praise  is  swelling. 
Nor  the  voice  of  prayer  is  heard  ; 

Where  religion's 
Cheering  rays  have  ne'er  appear'd  I 

3  Where  the  seeds  of  sin  are  growing. 

And  the  paths  of  folly  lie  ; 


142  HYMN  CCXVII. 

Where  the  streams  of  death  are  flowing, 
With  destruction  ever  nigh  ; 

Bid  the  gospel 
Wave  its  peacelul  banners  high. 

il6. — 8s  7s.      Churches  Appeal.      [New  Ar.  594. 

1  U  f~^  O  and  preach  to  ev'ry  creature  !" 

vJ  Such  the  Saviour's  last  command, 
Not  excepting  hue  or  feature, 
Burning  clime,  or  barb'rous  land. 

2  Look  to  China's  countless  millions  ; 

Look  to  Afric's  dark-hued  race  ; 
Look  to  Araby's  pavilions, 
Nation  after  nation  trace. 

3  They  are  sinking,  thej'^  are  dyiiig, 

Losing  heavenly  bliss  above  ; 
Loud  to  us  their  voice  is  crying, 

"  Come,  and  save  us,  in  your  love  I " 

4  Who  is  ready  now  to  sever 

Bands  that  round  his  heart  entwine  ? 
Who  will  go,  resolving  never. 
Under  sufFerings,  to  repine. 

HT. — 7s  6s.  Departure  of  a  Missionary.  [N.A.595. 

1  /^  O,  for  the  Master  calls  thee, 
vJ  Nor  shed  one  bitter  tear  ; 
No  bondage  hard  enthrals  thee, 

Nor  hast  thou  aught  to  fear  : 
To  him,  we  now  commend  thee, 

Who  rules  above  the  skies  ; 
Whose  blessing  will  attend  thee, 

Where'er  thy  pathway  lies. 

2  Go,  in  the  midst  of  dangers, 

Declare  a  Saviuur's  love  ; 

Till  list'ning  heathen  strangers, 

His  willing  subjects  prove  ; 


HYMN  CCXIX.  143 

Till  many  a  crowd  assembling, 

Shall  hearken  to  his  voice  ; 
Confess  their  guilt  with  trembling, 

And  in  his  name  rejoice. 

3  Go,  for  the  Master  calls  thee 

Far  from  thy  native  home  ; 
Whatever  there  befalls  thee. 

Whatever  ills  may  come. 
He  is  thy  strong  salvation  ; 

His  presence  thou  shalt  share  ; 
He  "11  hear  thy  supplication, 

And  answer  every  prayer. 

2 1§. — 7s  6s.  Departure  of  Missionaries.  [N.  A.  596. 

1  T)  OLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean, 
-lV/  And,  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy, 

To  every  vale  of  wo  ; 
Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  their  destined  shore  ; 
That  men  may  sit  in  darkness 

And  death's  black  shade  no  more.     , 

2  O  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  boldest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean. 

Deliver  them  from  harm  : 
Thy  presence  still  be  with  them 

Wherever  they  may  be  ; 
Though  far  from  those  who  love  them, 

Let  them  be  nigh  to  thee. 

219.— C.  M.     Be  not  afraid,  ^c.    [New  Ar.  597. 

1   /^0»  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 
VJ    Ye  favour'd  men  of  God  ; 
Go,  publish,  through  Emanuel's  name, 
Salvation  bought  with  blood. 


144  HYMN  CCXX. 

2  What  though  your  arduous  track  may  lie, 

Through  regions  dark  as  death — 
What,  though,  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
Perils  beset  your  path. 

3  Yet  with  determined  courage  go, 

And  arm'd  with  power  divine : 
Your  God  will  needful  strength  bestow. 
And  on  your  labours  shine. 

4  He  who  has  call'd  you  to  the  war, 

Will  recompense  your  pains. 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car, 
Shall  mountains  sink  to  plains. 

5  Shrink  not,  though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

But  plead  your  Master's  cause  ; 
Assured  that  e'en  your  mightiest  foes, 
Shall  bow  before  his  cross. 

220.— 8s  7s  4s.  Missionary  Call.      [New  Ar.  598. 

1  lYTEN  of  God,  go,  take  yoiu-  stations  ; 
-L'JL  Where  darkness  broods  upon  the  earth : 
Loud  proclaim  among  the  nations, 

,  Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth. 
Bear  the  tidings 
Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 

2  Go  to  men  in  darkness  sleeping  ; 

Tell  that  Christ  is  strong  to  save  ; 
Go  to  men  in  bondage  weeping  ; 
Publish  freedom  to  the  slave  : 

Tell  the  dying, 
Christ  has  triumph'd  o'er  the  grave. 

3  What,  though  earth  and  hell  united, 

Should  oppose  the  Saviour's  reign  ; 
Plead  his  cause  to  souls  benighted  ; 
Fear  ye  not  the  face  of  men. 

Vain  the  tumult. 
Earth  and  hell  will  rage  in  vain. 


HYMN  CCXXII.  145 

4  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 
Jesus  will  his  own  defend  ; 
Borne  afar  'midst  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  is  your  faithful  Friend  ; 

And  his  presence 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 

221.— S.  M.         Missionary  Call.  [New  Ar.  599. 

1  "VTE  messengers  of  Christ, 

X    His  sovereign  voice  obey  ; 
Arise,  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve, 
Will  needful  strength  bestow  ; 

Depending  on  his  promised  aid. 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose  ; 

The  cause  is  God's,  and  will  prevail, 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

4  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  fame  ; 
And  tell  his  matchless  grace, 

To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  numerous  race. 

5  We  wish  you,  in  his  name. 
The  most  divine  success  ; 

Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  all  your  labours  bless. 

222. — 88  7s.      For  Missionaries.      [New  Ar.  600. 

1   OOFTLY  blow,  ye  fav'ring  breezes, 
^  Winds  of  heaven,  propitious  smile, 
Speed  the  ship  across  the  ocean, 
Safely  to  her  destined  isle. 


146  HYMN  CCXXIII. 

Now  sho  rides  the  bounding  billow. 
Proudly  urging  on  her  way  ; 

He  who  holds  the  storm  is  with  her, 
God,  the  missionary's  stay. 

2  Fathers  !  faint  not ;  those  departing 

To  a  friendless  heathen  shore  ; 
Go  to  toil  mid  scenes  of  peril, 

Where  Emanuel  toil'd  before. 
Mothers  I  weep  not  ;  those  your  offspring 

Bound  to  yonder  pagan  coast, 
Go  to  reap  the  noblest  laurel — 

Go  to  seek  the  poor  and  lost. 

3  Who  are  these  that  haste  to  greet  thee, 

King  of  men  !  in  gathering  clouds  ? 
Who  are  these  that  fly  to  meet  thee. 

Rapidly  as  summer's  clouds  ? 
Lo  I  the  ships  of  Tarshish  bearing 

Nobler  freight  than  Ophir  saw  ; 
Thither,  where  the  isles  are  waiting, 

Waiting  for  Messiah's  law. 


JEWISH    CONCERT. 

223.—  73  6s.  The  Salvation  of  Israel.     [\.  .-\.  GOl. 

1  f\    THAT  the  Lord's  salvation 
V^j      Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  heal  his  ancient  nation, 

To  lead  his  outcasts  home. 

2  Howlong  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane  ? 
Return,  O  Lord,  in  pity  ; 
Rebuild  her  walls  again. 

3  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror, 

Thy  saving  grace  impart : 


0= 


HYMN  CCXXV.  147 

Roll  back  the  veil  of  error, 
Release  the  fetter'd  heart ; 

Let  Israel,  home  returning. 

Her  lost  Messiah  see  ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourninor, 

And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 

224.— 8s  7s  4s.  Zion  Comforted.       [New  Ar.  602. 
|N  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo  I  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands  ; 
Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  inourning, 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  ! 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee. 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  ; 

Great  deliverance 
Ziou's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee, 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee, 
Victory  is  thine  at  last 
All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

225.— 8s,        Israel's  Restoration.    [New  Ar.  603. 

1   ^I^HE  Song  of  Israel  is  hush'd, 

-L     And  all  their  tales  of  triumph  told, 


148  HYMN  CCXXVI. 

And  mute  is  every  voice  that  gush'd, 
In  music  to  their  harps  of  gold. 

2  A  cloud  is  on  their  fathers'  grave, 
And  darkly  spreads  o'er  Ziou's  hill, 

E'en  there  their,  sons  are  scom'd  eis  slaves, 
Or  roam  like  homeless  wanderers  still. 

3  Yet  'mid  the  world's  tumultuous  roar, 
Floats  clear  and  sweet  the  solemn  word, 
"  O,  virgin  daughter,  faint  no  more, 

Thy  tears  are  seen — thy  prayers  are  heard." 

4  What,  though  with  spirits  crush'd  and  broke, 
Thy  tribes  like  desert  exiles  rove. 
Though  Judah  feels  the  strangers'  yoke, 
And  Ephraim  is  a  heartless  dove. 

5  Yet,  yet,  shall  Judah's  Lion  wake, 
And  the  bright  day  of  promise  come. 
Thy  sons  their  iron  bondage  break. 
And  God  shall  lead  the  wanderers  home. 


226.— L.  M.        Plea  for  Jacob.       [New  Ar.  604. 

1  \  RISE,  great  God,  and  lot  thy  grace 
-OL  Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race  ; 
Restore  the  long-lost  scatter'd  band, 

And  call  them  to  their  native  land. 

2  Their  mis'ry  let  thy  mercy  heal, 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal : 
O  God  of  Israel,  hear  our  prayer. 
And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 

3  Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  now  impart. 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart. 
While  Israel's  rescued  tribes  in  thee 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 


HYMN  CCXXIX.  149 

227.— L.  M.       Help  for  Israel.       [New  Ar.  605. 

1  /~\    WHY  should  Israel's  sons,  once  blest, 
v_/5     Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around ; 
Disown'd  of  Heaven,  by  men  oppress'd, 
Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallow'd  ground? 

2  O  God  of  Jacob,  view  their  race  ; 
Back  to  thy  fold  the  wand'rers  bring  ; 
Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
To  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 

3  While  Judah  views  his  birthright  gone, 
With  contrite  shame  his  bosom  move, 
The  Saviour  he  denied,  to  own — 
The  Lord  he  crucified,  to  love 

4  Haste,  glorious  day,  expected  long, 

When  Jew  and  Greek  one  prayer  shall  pour ; 
With  eager  feet,  one  temple  throng  ; 
One  God,  with  grateful  praise,  adore. 

228.— 8s  6s.       Plea  for  Israel.        [New  Ar.  606. 

1  rr^HE  promise  we  for  Israel  plead, 
JL    O,  that  the  once  beloved  seed 

Back  to  their  Lord  might  come ! 
Now  bid  them  look  on  thee  and  mourn  ; 
Where'er  dispersed,  collect  and  turn, 

And  bring  thy  wanderers  home. 

2  To  Jews  the  gospel  faith  impart, 
And  pastors  after  thine  own  heart. 

Thine  ancient  flock  to  feed 
With  knowledge  of  the  crucified, 
The  Lord,  who  by  their  malice  died, 

And  sufter'd  in  their  stead. 

229.— L.M.       Hope  for  Israel      [New  Ar.  607. 

1   TSRAEL,  thy  mournful  night  is  past, 
»-  Thy  bitter  cup  wrung  out  at  last, 


150  HYMN  CCXXX. 

A  day  of  rest  to  thee  is  given, 
The  promise  is  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  The  Lord  will  not  forget  the  grace 
Reserved  for  faithful  Abr'am's  race  ; 
His  love  their  wand'rings  shall  restore, 
And  guide  them,  that  they  stray  no  more. 

3  Israel  !  't  is  thine  accepted  day. 

Thy  God,  himself,  prepares  the  way- 
Behold  his  ensign  from  afar. 
Behold  the  light  of  Jacob's  star. 

4  That  star,  which  once  o'er  Bethlehem  rose, 
A  token  on  tl*y  mountains  glows  ; 

The  morn  of  earth's  blest  jubilee 
Sheds  its  sweet  early  light  on  thee. 

5  And  thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 
A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found — 
Redeemer,  on  thy  heavenly  throne. 
Still  call  that  ancient  church  thine  own. 

6  Bid  her  departed  light  return, 

Thy  holy  splendour  round  her  bum  ; 
From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins,  raise 
A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 

230.— lis.        Zion  Encouraged.     [New  Ar.  608. 

1  "pvAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sad- 
-L'  ness ; 

Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more, 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day -star  of  glad- 
ness : 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  \vere  thy  foes  ;  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them, 
And  scatter'd  their  legions,  was  mightier  far  ; 


HYMN  CCXXXII.  151 

They  fled,  like  the  chaff,  from  the  scourge  that 

pursued  them. 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of    Zion,  the  power,  that  hath  saved 

thee, 
Extoll'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be  ; 
Shout — for   the   foe   is   destroy'd    that    enslaved 

thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquish'd,  and  Zion  is  free. 

231, — 7s.  Zion  enlarged.  [New  Arrang.  609. 

1  U  /^  IVE  us  room,  that  we  may  dwell," 

vT  Zion's  children  cry  aloud  : 
See  their  numbers — how  they  swell, 
How  they  gather  like  a  cloud. 

2  O,  how  bright  the  morning  seems, 
Brighter,  from  so  dark  a  night ; 
Zion  is  like  one  that  dreams, 
Fill'd  with  wonder  and  delight. 

3  Lo,  thy  sun  goes  dov/n  no  more, 
God  himself  will  be  thy  light  ; 
All  that  caused  thee  grief  before 
Buried  lies  in  endless  night. 

4  Zion,  now  arise  and  shine, 

Lo,  thy  light  from  heaven  is  come  ; 
These  that  crowd  from  far  are  thine. 
Give  thy  sons  and  daughters  room. 


REVIVAL. 
232.— L.M.       Revival  sought.       [NewAr  G14. 
GOD  of  Zion,  from  the  skies, 


o 


In  mercy  bow  thy  gracious  ear 


152  HYMN  CCXXXIII. 

While  Zion's  watchmen  raise  their  cries. 
Do  thou,  Almighty  Father,  hear  ? 

2  Since  thy  remembrancers  they  are. 
Why  should  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 
Until,  in  answer  to  their  prayer, 

Thy  church  is  with  thy  favour  bless'd  ? 

3  For  this,  O  Lord,  a  suppliant  crowd 
Here  at  thy  sacred  footstool  wait ; 
For  this  we  lift  our  voices  loud, 
And  ask  and  knock  at  mercy's  gate. 

4  Look  down  with  a  propitious  eye  ; 

Of  those  that  seek  thee,  now  be  found  ; 

Bid  nnbelief  and  sorrow  fly, 

And  make  our  joy  and  praise  abound. 

233.— L.  M.  The  Spirit  Implored.  [New  Ar.  615. 

1  T^OREVER  shall  my  fainting  soul, 
-1/     O  God,  thy  just  displeasure  mourn  ; 
Thy  grieved  Spirit  long  withdrawn. 
Will  he  no  more  to  me  return  ? 

2  Once  I  enjoy'd — O  happy  time — 

The  heartfelt  visits  of  his  grace  ; 
Nor  can  a  thousand  var}ing  scenes. 
The  sweet  remembrance  quite  efface. 

3  Beneath  his  warming,  quick'ning  beams, 
Tiie  icy  rock  dis.^olved  away  ; 

New  life  diffused  through  all  my  powers, 
And  darkness  yielded  to  the  day. 

4  When  justice  waved  his  dreadful  sword. 
And  guilt  and  fear  my  soul  oppress'd, 
He  sprinkled  o'er  a  Saviour's  blood, 
And  whisper'd  pardon  to  my  breast. 


HYMN  CCXXXV.  153 

5  Great  Source  of  light  and  peace,  return, 
Nor  let  me  mourn  or  sigh  in  vain  ; 
Come,  repossess  this  longing  heart, 
With  all  the  graces  of  thy  train. 

6  This  temple  hallow'd  by  thy  hands, 
Once  more  be  with  thy  presence  blest, 
And  be  thy  grace  anew  display'd. 
And  this,  thy  everlasting  rest. 

234.— 8s  7s.  Returning  Backslider.  [New  Ar.  616. 

1  T    ORD,  we  bow  with  deep  contrition, 
.1  J  Low  before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 
Hear  us  in  thy  kind  compassion. 

While  we  seek  thy  smiling  face. 

2  Where  but  to  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

Should  we  come  for  life  and  peace  ? 
Nothing  but  thy  boundless  favour, 
Can  our  burden'd  souls  release. 

3  Thou  hast  witness'd  our  transgression, 

Thou  hast  seen  our  load  of  guilt ; 
Witness  now  our  deep  confession, 
Thou,  whose  precious  blood  was  spilt. 

4  Ah,  this  sin  of  cov'nant  breaking. 

Canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  Lord,  forgive  ? 
Shall  we  hear  thy  mercy  speaking  ? 
Canst  thou  bid  us  look  and  live? 

5  Pardon,  peace,  and  consolation, 

At  thy  bleeding  cross  we  see : 

There  we  take  an  humble  station, 

Lord,  we  look  alone  to  thee. 

235.— 8s  7s.         Seeking  Revival.     [New  Ar.  617. 

1   IVTET,  O  God,  to  ask  thy  presence, 
jJl.  Join  our  souls  to  seek  thy  grace  ; 


154  HYMN  CCXXXVI. 

O,  deny  us  not,  nor  spurn  us, 
Guilty  rebels,  from  thy  face. 

2  May  thy  people  wake  from  slumber, 

Ere  their  lamps  shall  fail  and  die  ; 
Bridegroom  of  the  church,  awake  them, 
Rouse  them  by  the  midnight  cry. 

3  Let  conviction  seize  the  careless, 

Through  their  souls  thine  arrows  dart; 
Let  thy  truth,  so  long  neglected. 
Break  and  melt  the  flinty  heart. 

4  O  thou  kind,  forgiving  Spirit, 

Comforter,  on  thee  we  call ; 
Cheer  the  saint,  alarm  the  sinner, 
O  revnve — revive  us  all. 


236.— C.  M.        Seeking  Revival.     [New  Ar.  618. 

1  TTTE  now,  O  Lord,  approach  thy  throne, 

»  »      To  open  all  our  grief: 
Now  send  thy  promised  mercy  down 
And  grant  us  quick  relief. 

2  Thou  never  saidst  to  Jacob's  seed, 

"  Seek  ye  my  face,"  in  vain  ; 
And  canst  thou  now  deny  thine  aid. 
When  burden'd  souls  complain. 

3  The  same  thy  power,  thy  love  the  same, 

Unmoved  the  promise  shines  ; 

Eternal  truth  surrounds  thy  name. 

And  guards  the  precious  lines. 

4  Though  Satan  rage,  and  flesh  rebel, 

And  unbelief  arise. 
We  '11  wait  around  thy  footstool  still, 
For  thou  wilt  hear  our  cries. 


HYMN  CCXXXVIII.  155 

237.— L.  M.       Zion  prayed  for.       [New  Ar.  620. 

1  r^  REAT  Lord  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 
vJ  Thy  minister's  and  people's  prayer  ; 
Perfumed  by  thee,  O  may  it  rise 

Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  May  ever^^  pastor  from  above 

Be  new  inspired  with  zeal  and  love, 
To  watch  thy  flock,  thy  flock  to  feed. 
And  sow  with  care  the  precious  seed. 

3  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace, 
Ileal  all  our  breaches,  grant  us  peace  ; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

4  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive. 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live, 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find. 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

5  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness  ; 

And  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

6  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise, 
And  weeping  sow  the  seed  of  praise, 
In  humble  hope  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer. 

238.— C.  M.      Spirit  of  Holiness.     [New  Ar.  62 L 

1  OPIRIT  of  holiness,  look  down, 
^  Our  fainting  hearts  to  cheer  ; 
And,  when  we  tremble  at  thy  frown, 

O  bring  thy  comforts  near. 

2  The  fear  which  thy  convictions  wrought, 

O  let  thy  grace  remove  ; 


156  HYMN  CCXXXIX. 

And  may  the  souls,  which  thou  hast  taught 
To  weep,  now  learn  to  love. 

3  Now  let  thy  saving  mercy  heal 

The  wounds  it  made  before  ; 
Now  on  our  hearts  impress  thy  seal, 
That  we  may  doubt  no  more. 

4  Complete  the  work  thou  hast  begun 

And  make  our  darkness  light. 
That  we  a  glorious  race  may  run, 
Till  faith  be  lost  in  sight. 

5  Then,  as  our  wondering  eyes  discern 

The  Lord's  unclouded  face. 

In  fitter  language  we  shall  leani 

To  sing  triumphant  grace. 

239. — S.  M.  Prayer  for  a  Revival.    [New  Ar.  622. 

1  r\  LORD,  thy  work  revive, 
v^   In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 

And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  O  let  thy  chosen  few 
Awake  to  earnest  prayer  ; 

Their  covenant  again  renew. 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 
Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 

Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear  ; 
Now  listen  to  our  cry : 

O,  como  and  bring  salvation  near  ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 


HYMN  CCXLI.  157 

240.— S.  M.         Spirit  sought.         [New  Ar.  623. 

1  r\    FOR  the  happy  hour, 

v/j    When  God  will  hear  our  cry, 
And  send  with  a  reviving  power, 
His  Spirit  from  on  high. 

2  We  meet,  we  sing,  we  pray  ; 
We  Hsten  to  the  word 

In  vain  ;  we  see  no  cheering  ray — 
No  cheering  voice  is  heard. 

3  Our  prayers  are  faint  and  dull, 
And  languid  all  our  songs  ; 

When  once  with  joy  our  hearts  were  full, 
And  rapture  tuned  our  tongues. 

4  While  many  crowd  thy  house, 
How  few  around  thy  board 

Meet  to  record  their  solemn  vows, 
And  bless  thee  as  their  Lord. 

5  Thou,  thou  alone  canst  give 
Thy  gospel  sure  success  ; 

Canst  bid  the  dying  sinner  live 
Anew  in  holiness. 

6  Come,  then,  with  power  divine, 
Spirit  of  life  and  love  ; 

Then  shall  our  people  all  be  thine — 
Our  church  like  that  above. 


241.— 8s  7s.  Light  of  the  World.    [New  Ar.  619. 

1   T    IGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
-L^   Borders  on  the  shades  of  death  ; 
Come,  and  by  thy  love  revealing, 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath  : 
The  new  heaven  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise, — 


158  HYMN  CCXLII. 

Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 
Pouring  light  upon  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing  ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart ; 
Come,  and  manifest  thy  favour 

To  the  ransomVl,  helpless  race  ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  God  and  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bring  the  gosjjel -grace. 

3  Save  us,  in    thy  great  compassion, 

O  thou  mild,  pacific  Prince  ; 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation. 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit. 

Every  burden'd  soul  release  ; 
Every  weary,  wand'ring  spirit 

Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 

242.— 8s  7s.     Spiritual  Harvest.     [New  Ar.  624. 

1  TTE  that  goeth  fortli  with  weeping, 
XI  Bearing  still  the  precious  seed. 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 

All  his  labour  shall  succeed. 
Then  will  fall  the  rain  of  heaven. 

Then  the  sun  of  mercy  sliine  ; 
Precious  fruits  will  then  be  given. 

Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

2  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Nor  let  fears  thy  mind  employ  ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary. 

Thou  mayst  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 
Lo  I  the  scene  of  verdure  bright'ning, 

See  the  rising  grain  appear  ; 
Look  again,  the  fields  are  whit'ning ; 

Sure  the  harvest  time  is  near. 


HYMN  CCXLIII.  159 

243. — 7s.  Converts.    [New  Arrang.  626. 

1  "XTrWO  arc  these  that  come  from  far, 

»  »      Swifter  than  a  flying  cloud  ? 
Thick  as  flocking  doves  they  are, 
Eager  in  pursuit  of  God : 
Trembhng  as  the  storm  draws  nigh  ; 
Hast'ning  to  the  place  of  rest ; 
See  them  to  their  windows  fly, 
To  the  ark  of  Jesus'  breast. 

2  Who  are  these,  but  sinners  poor, 
Conscious  of  their  low  estate  ; 
Sin-sick  souls,  who  for  their  cure 
On  the  good  Physician  wait ; 
Fallen — who  bewail  their  fall — 
Proffer'd  mercy  who  embrace, 
List'ning  to  the  gospel-call, 
Longing  to  be  saved  by  grace. 

3  For  his  mate  the  turtle  moans  ; 
For  his  God  the  sinner  sighs  ; 
Hark  I  the  music  of  his  groans — 
Humble  groans  that  pierce  the  skies  ; 
Surely  God  their  sorrows  hears — 
Ever}'  accent,  every  look  ; 
Treasures  up  their  gracious  tears  ; 
Notes  their  sufferings  in  his  book. 

4  He,  who  hath  their  cure  begun, 
Will  he  now  despise  their  pain  ? 
Can  he  leave  his  work  undone  ; 
Bring  them  to  the  birth  in  vain  ? 
No  ;  we  all,  who  seek,  shall  find  ; 
We,  who  ask,  shall  all  receive ; 
Be  to  Christ  in  spirit  joined  ; 
With  him  ever,  ever  live. 


160  HYMN  CCXLV. 

TIMES   AND   OCCASIONS. 

DEDICATIONS,    ETC. 
244.— L.  M.  Dedication.  [New  Ar.  628. 

1  TTERE,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God, 
XJ-  We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee : 
O  make  it  now  thy  fix'd  abode, 

And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 
And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 

Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling  place, 
And  when  thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 
The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son  ; 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  When  children's  voices  raise  the  song, 
Hosanna  to  their  heavenly  King  ; 

Let  heaven,  with  earth,  the  strain  prolong, 
Hosanna,  let  the  angels  sing. 

5  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 
Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 
Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign. 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

6  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart : 

Yet  choose  not.  Lord,  this  house  alone  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  in  every  heart. 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

245.— 7s.     Laying  a  Corner-Stone.      [N.  Ar.  629. 

1  T   ORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
X-i  Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise  ; 


i 


HYMN  CCLXVI.  161 

Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  prarise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  Uving  here  bo  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread  ; 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land  ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
W^hile  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  Hallelujah  ! — earth  and  sky, 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply ; 
Hallelujah  ! — hence  ascend 
Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 

246.— C.  M.  Dedication.  [New  Ar.  630. 

1  OPIRIT  divine,  attend  our  prayer, 
^     And  make  this  house  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power ; 

O,  come,  Great  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  Come  as  the  light :  to  us  reveal, 

Our  sinfulness  and  wo. 
And  lead  us  in  the  paths  of  life. 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire — and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  flame  ; 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be, 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  dew — and  sweetly  bless 

This  consecrated  hour ; 
May  barrenness  rejoice  to  own 
Thy  testifying  power. 

5  Come  as  a  dove — and  spread  thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love : 


162  HYMN  CCXLVIII. 

And  let  the  church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  the  church  above. 

6  Como  as  the  wind,  with  "  rushing  sound," 

And  Pentecostal  grace. 
That  all  of  woman  born  may  see 
The  glory  of  thy  face. 

7  Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer, 

And  make  this  house  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  powers ; 
O,  come.  Great  Spirit,  come  ! 

24T.— L.  M.    Erection  of  a  Church.  [N.  Ar.  631. 

1  npHIS  house,  O  Lord,  for  thee  we  raise, 
J-    Long  may  it  echo  with  thy  praise, 

And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place. 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  glories  of  his  train  ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 

3  And  in  the  great  decisive  day. 
When  thou  the  nations  shalt  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

24§.— C.  M.  Dedication.  [New  Ar.  632. 

1  TTTITHIN  this  house,  O  Lord  our  God, 

»  »      In  glory  now  appear ; 
Make  it  a  place  of  thine  abode. 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 

2  When  we  tliiiie  awful  seat  surround, 

Thy  Spirit.  Lord,  impart ; 
And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
With  power  reach  every  heart. 


HYMN  CCL.  1G3 

3  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain, 

Here  give  the  mourners  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
Enthroned  in  every  breast. 

4  Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy, 

And  humble  prayer  arise  ; 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ. 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 

249. — C.  M.  Opening  a  house  of  worship. [N .A.633. 

1  r\     SHEPHERD  of  thy  people,  hear ; 
V^/j  Thy  presence  now  display  : 
Thou  that  hast  given  a  house  of  prayer, 

Now  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers  ; 
And  in  the  presence  of  the  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

4  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

By  thine  Almighty  grace, 
Awaken  slumb'ring  sinners  round 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

0  R  D  INATIONS. 
250.— 8s.        Prayer  for  Ministers.  [New  Ar.  509 

1  TpATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
J-^     Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer  ; 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee  ; 
Successful  may  they  over  be. 


164  HYMM  ecu. 

2  Clothe  them  with  energy  divine, 
And  let  their  messages  be  thine  : 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal  ; 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

3  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed  ; 
Teach  them,  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed  ; 
Teach  them,  immortal  souls  to  gain — 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

4  Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound : 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  power. 

5  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their  charge  ; 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge. 

Till  light  through  distant  realms  be  spread, 
And  Zion  rear  her  drooping  head. 

251.— C.  M.  Prayer  for  the  Minister.  [N.  A.  510. 

1  /^HIEF  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  sheep, 
vy   From  death  and  sin  set  free. 

May  every  under-shepherd  keep. 
His  eye  intent  on  thee. 

2  With  plenteous  grace  their  hearts  prepare, 

To  execute  thy  will  ; 
Compassion,  patience,  love,  and  care. 
And  faithfulness  and  skill. 

3  Inflame  their  minds  with  holy  zeal. 

The  flock  to  feed  and  teach. 
And  let  them  live,  and  let  them  feel, 
The  sacred  truths  they  preach. 

4  O  never  let  the  sheep  complain. 

That  toys  which  fools  amuse — 
Ambition,  pleasure,  praise,  or  gain- 
Debase  the  shepherd's  views. 


HYMN  CCLIII.  165 

MORNING      AND     EVENING. 

252.— S.  M.  Morning  Thanksgiving.    [N.  A.  634. 

1   OERENE  I  laid  me  down, 
^  Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 

1  slept,  and  I  awoke  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

2  Thus,  does  thine  arm  support 
This  weak,  defenceless  frame  : 

But  whence  these  favours.  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

3  O,  how  shall  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote   O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

253.— 7s.  Evening.     [New  Arrang,  639. 

1  "\r^^^  '  ^^^^  labour  and  from  care, 
-L 1    Evening  shades  have  set  me  free  ; 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Lord,  I  would  converse  with  thee : 

O,  behold  me  from  above  ; 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  wo, 
Wither  all  my  earthly  joys  ; 
Naught  can  charm  me  here  below, 
But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice  : 
Lord,  forgive  ;  thy  grace  restore, 
Make  me  thine  for  evermore 


Ib6  HYMN  CCLV. 

3  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 
For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 
For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 
For  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  power ; 
Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise, 
O,  accept  my  song  of  praise. 

254.— L.  M.     Sahhath  Evening.     [New  Ar.  63S. 

1  A  NOTHEll  day  has  pass'd  along, 
-^-A.  And  we  are  nearer  to  the  tomb  : 
Nearer  to  join  the  heav'nly  song, 

Or  hear  the  last  eternal  doom. 

2  Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve, 
And  soft  the  sunbeams  ling'ring  there  ; 
For  these  blest  hours  the  world  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 

3  The  time,  how  lovely  and  how  still ; 
Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below  ; 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill, 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 

4  Season  of  rest ;  the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  in  love  ; 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll. 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

5  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long  ; 
Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod. 
And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  song — 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God. 

SEASONS    OF    THE     YEAR. 

255._C.  M.  Spring.  [New  Ar.  651. 

1  TTTHEN  beauty  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
▼  »        And  birds  their  chorus  sing, 


HYMN  CCLVI.  1G7 

And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
TIow  sweet  the  day  of  spring ! 

2  O,  let  my  inmost  heart  confess, 

With  grateful  joy  and  love, 
Tiie  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  tield,  and  grove. 

3  Inspired  to  praise,  ray  soul  would  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song  : 
While  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  tune  my  joyful  tongue. 

4  And  faith  exults,  that  yet  the  spring 

Of  righteousness  and  praise. 
Our  Saviour,  God,  will  surely  bring, 
And  in  all  nations  raise. 

256.— L.  M.  Harvest.  [NewAr.  653. 

1  /^  REAT  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
vJ    And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favour  still  has  crown'd  our  days. 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest-song  would  we  repeat ; 
Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat  : 
The  joys  of  harvest  we  have  known  : 
The  praise,  O  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
O,  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee.  Lord  ; 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 
That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace  ; 
Ripen  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow, 
Tl\c  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low  ; 


168  HYMN  CCLVTII. 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high, 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 

257- — L.  M.     Harvest  improved.     [New  Ar.  654. 

1  T    IFT  up  your  joyful  eyes  and  see 
J— i   A  plenteous  harvest  all  around, — 
The  crop  matured,  and  not  a  grain 
Shall  useless  fall  upon  the  ground. 

2  A  har\^cst  of  immortal  souls. 
Prepared  by  sov'reign  grace  and  power  ; 
Nor  heat,  nor  cold,  nor  winds,  nor  storms. 
Shall  hurt — nor  birds  of  prey  devour. 

3  An  arm  divine  protects  the  saints, 
Omniscience  rests  on  their  abode  ; 
Christ  will  conduct  them  safely  home, 
Their  kind  Protector  and  their  God. 

4  O,  happy  day,  when  every  sheaf, 
Ripen'd  for  glory  shall  be  found  ; 
When  all  the  saints  are  gather'd  in, 
The  joy  of  har\'est  shall  resound  I 

25§.— 8s  7s.  Autumn.  [New  Ar.  656. 

1  OEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
^->  Dry  and  wither'd,  to  the  ground. 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 

In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound. 

2  Sons  of  Adam  (once  in  Eden, 

Where,  like  us,  he  blighted  fell), 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading  ; 
Mark  the  awful  truth  we  tell. 

3  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 


HYMN  CCLIX. 

View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Nuntber'd  now  amonw  the  dead. 

4  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you. 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace, 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  : 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place- 

5  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning— 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

6  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

O,  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid ! 
This  alone  for  ever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade- 


PARENTA  L. 
259.— C.  M.    The  God  of  Bethel    [New  An  223. 

1  ^~\  GOD  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 
V-/     Thy  peop'e  still  are  fed, 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 

Hast  all  our  fathers  led: — 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present, 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  : 
God  of  our  fathers  !    bo  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  O,  spread  thy  covering  wings  around. 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode, 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 


170  HYMN  CCLXI. 

5  Such  blessings,  from  thy  gracious  haad, 
Our  humble  prayere  implore, 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, — 
Our  portion  evermore. 

260.— C.  M.  Sanctification  of  children.  [N.Ar.  224. 

1  r\  GOD  of  Abra"m,  hear 
V_/  The  parents'  humble  cry  ; 
In  cov'nant  mercy  now  appear, 

While  m  the  dust  we  lie. 

2  These  children  of  our  love, 

In  mercy  thou  hast  given. 
That  we  through  grace  may  faithful  prove 
In  training  them  for  heaven. 

3  O,  grant  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 

Their  hearts  to  sanctify  ; 
Remember  now^  thy  gracious  word, 
Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

4  Draw  forth  the  melting  tear. 

The  penitential  sigh  ; 
Inspire  their  hearts  with  faith  sincere. 
And  fix  their  hopes  on  high. 

5  These  children  now  are  thine, 

We  give  them  back  to  thee  ; 
O  lead  them  by  thy  grace  divine. 
Along  the  heavenly  way. 

261.— C.  M.    Children's  Conversion.   [N   Ar.  228. 

1  1^  LORD,  behold  us  at  thy  feet, 
V_/  A  needy,  sinful  band  ; 

As  suppliants  round  thy  mercy-seat, 
We  come  at  thy  command. 

2  'T  is  for  our  children  we  would  plead, 

The  offspring  thou  hast  given  ; 


HYMN  CCLXII.  171 

Where  shall  we  go  hx  time  of  need, 
But  to  the  God  of  heaven  ? 

3  We  ask  not  for  them  wealth  or  fame, 

Amid  the  worldly  strife  : 
But  in  the  all-prevailing  Name, 
We  ask  eternal  life. 

4  We  crave  the  Spirit's  quick'niug  grace, 

To  make  them  pure  in  heart ; 
That  they  may  stand  before  thy  face. 
And  see  thee  as  thou  art. 


262.— 7s.       Teach  thy  Children.     [New  Ar.  225. 


'L 


ORD,  assist  us  by  thy  grace 
To  instruct  our  infant  race  ; 
Grant  us  wisdom  from  above, 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love. 


2  Let  us  in  thy  peace  abide, 
In  thy  promises  confide, 
W^hile  our  seed  with  ready  zeal. 
Learn  of  ils  to  do  thy  will. 

3  May  we  teach  them  day  by  day, 
In  the  house,  and  by  the  way. 
When  they  rise,  or  go  to  rest. 

Till  thy  truth  shall  make  them  blest. 

4  While  in  childhood's  tender  age, 
They  unfold  the  sacred  page. 
May  they  see  in  every  line. 
Kindling  rays  of  light  divine. 

5  Precious  Saviour,  hear  our  prayer, 
We  commit  them  to  thy  care  ; 

Be  their  Shepherd,  and  their  Guide, 
Bring  them  to  thy  bleeding  side. 


172  HYMN  CCLXIV. 

263.— L.  M.  Consecration.         [New  Ar.  512. 


1    T   ONG 


This  cherish'd  gift  1  now  restore, 
Nor  longer  call  the  treasure  mine, 
Given  to  my  God  for  evermore. 

2  Still  firm  in  purpose,  and  sincere, 
This  dedication,  Lord,  shall  stand  ; 
The  child  shall  now  be  doubly  dear, 
As  kept  and  guarded  by  thy  hand. 

3  Let  him  be  early  taught  of  God  ; 
Prepare  him  in  the  days  of  youth, 
Amid  the  courts  of  thine  abode, 
To  bear  the  messages  of  truth. 

4  Be  this  the  object  of  my  heart. 
Be  this  the  burden  of  my  prayer, 
That  he  thy  gospel  may  impart, 

To  those  who  shall  thy  mercy  share. 

5  And  may  thy  Spirit,  dearest  Lord, 
Help  me  in  mem'ry  to  retain 
Each  promise  of  thy  holy  word, 
Till  hope  her  sweet  assurance  gain. 

264.— C.P.M.  The  Family  Vow.      [New  Ar.  466. 

1  T  AND  my  house  will  servo  the  Lord : 
-L  But  first,  obedient  to  his  word, 

I  must  myself  appear  ; 
By  actions,  words,  and  temper,  show 
That  I  my  heavenly  Master  know. 

And  serA'^e  with  heart  sincere. 

2  I  must  the  fair  example  set  ; 

From  those  that  on  thy  pleasure  wait, 

Each  stumbling  block  remove  ; 
Their  duty  by  my  life  explain  ; 
And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain 

The  dignity  of  love. 


HYMN  CCLXV.  173 

3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeased  and  reconciled, 

A  follower  of  my  God  ; 
A  saint,  indeed,  I  long  to  be, 
And  lead  my  faithful  family 

In  the  celestial  road. 

4  Lord,  if  thou  didst  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use. 

Into  thy  hands  receive  ; 
Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do. 
And  show  them  how  believers  true, 

And  real  Christians  live. 

265.— L.  M.        For  the  Young.       [New  Ar.  226. 

1  /^  RE  AT  Saviour,  who  didst  condescend, 
^J   Young  children  in  thine  arms  to  take, 
Still  prove  thyself  the  children's  friend, 
And  save  them  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

2  'T  is  by  the  guidance  of  thy  hand. 
That  they  within  thy  house  appear ; 
And  in  thine  awful  presence  stand. 
To  hear  thy  word,  and  join  in  prayer. 

3  Like  precious  seed,  in  fruitful  gromid, 
Let  the  instruction  they  receive, 

To  thy  immortal  praise  abound, 
And  make  them  to  thy  glory  live. 

4  Give  them  a  sober,  steady  mind  ; 
Strength  to  withstand  the  snares  of  ein ; 
Boldly  to  cast  the  world  behind, 

And  strive  eternal  life  to  win. 

5  To  read  thy  word,  their  hearts  incline  ; 
To  understand  it,  light  impart ; 

O  Saviour,  consecrate  them  thine — 
Take  full  possession  of  each  heart. 


174  HYMN  CCLXVII. 

a66.— L.  P.  M.  Prayer  for  Children.    [N.Ar.227. 

1  /^^OME,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
V^*   To  whom  we  for  our  children  cry  ; 
The  good  desired  and  wanted  most, 
Out  of  thy  richest  grace  supply  ; 

The  sacred  discipline  be  given, 

To  train  and  bring  them  up  for  heaven. 

2  Error  and  ignorance  remove, 

Their  blindness  both  of  heart  and  mind  ; 
Give  them  the  wisdom  from  above, 
Spotless,  and  peaceable,  and  kind  ; 
In  knowledge  pure,  their  minds  renew. 
And  store  with  thoughts  divinely  true. 

3  Father,  accept  them  through  thy  Son, 
And  ever  by  thy  Spirit  guide  ; 

Thy  wisdom  in  their  lives  be  shown. 
Thy  name  confess'd  and  glorified  ; 
Thy  power  and  love  diffused  abroad, 
Till  all  the  earth  be  fill'd  with  God. 

YOUTH. 
267.— S.  M.       Guide  of  Youth.       [New  Ar.  658. 

1  TT^ROM  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

-T     Thy  goodness  we  have  shared, 
And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise. 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 
O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline ; 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 
Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

3  "While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 
May  we  that  word  receive  ; 

Aud  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name, 
In  that  blest  name  believe. 


HYMN  CCLXIX.  175 

4  O,  let  us  never  tread 

The  broad  destructive  road, 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 

To  g\ory,  and  to  God. 

26§,— C.  M.  Discretion.  [New  Ar.  660. 

1  TT^RAIL  youth  are  in  a  slippery  path, 
J-     Beset  with  mighty  foes  ; 
Surrounded  with  disease  and  death, 

Unnumber'd  sins  and  woes. 

2  Their  passions  war  against  the  soul, 

And  lead  their  feet  astray  ; 

Submitting  to  the  world's  control, 

They  shun  the  narrow  way. 

3  To  vanities  of  time  and  sense, 

Their  youthful  hearts  are  prone  ; 
How  difficult  to  draw  them  thence, 
To  seek  a  heavenly  crown. 

4  Great  God,  the  work  is  wholly  thine. 

To  guide  our  erring  youth  ; 
Do  thou  their  wandering  hearts  mcUne, 
To  seek  the  ways  of  truth. 

5  Restrain  impetuous  passions,  Lord 

Upward  direct  their  eyes  ; 
Give  them  a  heart  to  know  thy  word, 
And  all  thy  counsels  prize. 

269.— C.  M.  Invitation  to  the  Young.    [N.A.661. 

1  "VTE  hearts,  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

JL    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  everj'  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high,  -^ 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you  ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by,  ' 

Your  friendship  to  pursue. 


176  HYMN  CCLXXI. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face. 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compared  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false  delusive  toj's. 

Vain  temptera  of  the  mind  ; 
'T  is  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice. 
And  here  true  bliss  1  find. 

270.— S.  M.         Call  to  Youth.      [New  Ar.  659- 

1  jVTY  son,  know  thou  the  Lord, 
-''' J-  Thy  father's  God  obey  ; 

Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night. 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 

2  Call,  while  he  may  bo  found, 
O,  seek  him  while  he  's  near  ; 

Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind. 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face. 
His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry  ; 

Then  shalt  thou  find  lijs  mercy  sure. 
His  grace  forever  )>igh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 
Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven ; 

Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven. 

OLD     AOE. 
271.— C.  M.  Trust  in  God.         [New  Ar.  667. 

1     A  LMIGHTY  Father  of  mankind, 
-^^  On  thcc  IMV  hopes  remain  ; 


HYMN  CCLXXII.  177 

Aiid  when  the  day  of  trouble  comes, 
I  shall  not  trust  m  vain. 

2  III  early  years  thou  wast  my  Guide, 

And  of  my  youth  the  Friend  ; 

And  as  my  days  began  with  thee. 

With  thee  my  days  shall  end. 

3  Thou  wilt  not  cast  me  off,  when  age 

And  evil  days  descend  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  in  despair, 
To  mourn  my  latter  end. 

4  Therefore  in  life  I  '11  trust  to  thee. 

In  death  I  will  adore  ; 
And  after  death  will  sing  thy  praise. 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


MARINERS. 

272.— 8s  7s  4s.    Far,  far  at  Sea.      [New  Ar.  668. 

1  OTAR  of  peace  to  wanderers  weary, 
^  Bright  the  beams  that  smile  on  me. 
Cheer  the  pilot's  vision  dreary, 

Far,  far  at  sea. 

2  Star  of  hope,  gleam  on  the  billow, 

Bless  the  soul  that  sighs  for  thee. 
Bless  the  sailor's  lonely  pillow. 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

3  Star  of  faith,  when  winds  are  mocking 

All  his  toil,  he  flies  to  thee : 
Save  him,  on  the  billows  rocking, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

4  Star  Divine,  O  safely  guide  him, 

Bring  the  wanderer  home  to  thee  ; 
Sore  temptations  long  have  tried  him, 
Far,  far  at  sea.  ■»  '^•'"  >'^  <■- 

8* 


178  HYMN  CGLXXIV. 

273.— C.  M.     Prayer  for  Seamen.      [N.  Ar.  669. 

1  T^TE  come,  O  Lord,  before  tliy  throne, 

»  »      And,  with  united  pleas, 
We  meet  and  pray  for  those  who  roam 
Far  off  upon  the  seas. 

2  O,  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bow 

The  sailor's  heart  to  thee, 
Till  tears  of  deep  repentance  flow, 
Like  rain-drops  in  the  sea. 

3  Then  may  a  Saviour's  dying  love 

Pour  peace  into  his  breast. 
And  waft  him  to  the  port  above, 
Of  everlasting  rest. 

274.— L.  M.     The  Seaman's  Song.      [N.  A.  670. 

1  TITOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 

^»      His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad? 
With  hardy  mariners  survey 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  sea. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind. 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ; 
Till  God  command,  and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  When  laud  is  fur,  and  death  is  nigh. 
Bereaved  of  hope,  to  God  they  crj' ; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

4  He  bids  the  winds  tlieir  wrath  assuage, 
And  stormy  tempests  cease  to  rage  ; 
The  grateful  band  their  fears  give  o'er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  shore. 

5  O,  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
Let  them  their  purest  ofFerings  bring, 
And  in  his  church  his  glory  sing. 


HYMN  CCLXXV.  179 

275.— 148th.  The  Christian's  Voyage.  [N.  Ar.  671. 

1  TESUS,  at  thy  command, 
*i  I  launch  into  the  deep, 
And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  ; 

For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 

And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  What  though  the  seas  are  broad  ? 
What  though  the  waves  are  strong? 
What  though  tempestuous  storms 
Distress  me  all  along  ? 

Yet  what  are  seas  or  stormy  wind  ? 
Compared  to  Christ — the  sinner's  Friend  ? 

3  Christ  is  my  Pilot  wise, 
My  compass  is  his  word, 
My  soul  each  storm  defies. 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  : 

I  trust  his  faithfulness  and  power, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

4  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep. 
Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
That  bears  the  world  and  all  things  up  I 

5  Come  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 
A  prosp'rous  gale  of  grace. 

To  waft  me  from  bebw, 

To  heaven,  my  destined  place  : 
Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I  '11  find, 
And  leave  the  world,  and  sin  behmd  ! 


180  HYMN  CCLXXVL. 


THANKSQIVINQ. 

276.— 8s.  Thanksgiving.         [New  Ar.  679. 

1  T    ET  gratitude  waken  the  song, 
J-^  And  swell  the  harmonious  lyre, 
Let  praise  the  sweet  anthem  prolong, 
And  joy  every  bosom  inspire  ! 
What  favours  around  us  have  flow'd, 
Unmeasured,  unspeakably  great, 

By  Heaven  in  rich  mercy  bestow'd 
On  man  in  his  fallen  estate. 

2  The  earth  with  rich  verdure  is  crown'd, 
The  fruits  in  their  fulness  appear, 

The  songs  of  the  reapers  resound, 
And  plenty  encircles  the  year  ; 
The  blessings  of  freedom  are  ours, 
And  knowledge  and  virtue  increase, 
No  foe  is  invading  our  shores, 
Wo  live  with  the  nations  at  peace. 

3  The  sound  of  the  gospel  is  heard : 
The  scriptures  their  treasures  unfold. 
While  thousands  believe  in  the  word, 
More  precious  than  silver  or  gold  : 
No  fierce  persecutions  arise. 

The  heart  and  the  conscience  to  bind  ; 
That  wisdom  which  Heaven  supplies. 
The  weakest  believer  may  find. 

4  Let  gratitude  waken  the  song. 
And  swell  the  harmonious  IjTe, 

Let  praise  the  sweet  anthem  prolong, 
And  joy  every  bosom  inspire  : 
A  nation  so  favour'd  of  God, 
Should  ever  acknowledge  his  hand  ; 
Should  send  liis  salvation  abroad — 
His  gospel  to  every  land. 


HYMN  CCLXXVIII.  181 

277.— 7s.        Swell  tfie  Anthem.       [New  Ar.  680. 

1  OWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song, 
k^  Praises  to  onr  God  belong  ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  our  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  lib'ral  hand, 
Flow  around  this  happy  land, 
Guarded  by  his  watchful  eye. 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey, 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod  : 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 


27§. — 6s.  4s.  Freemen,  wake  the  song.  [N.  A.  681. 

1  Tj^REEMEN,  awake  the  song  ! 
X/     Gladly  the  strain  prolong. 

Welcome  this  day  I 
It  tells  of  glory  won, 
By  deeds  of  valour  done  ; 
Shout  till  tho  setting  sun 
Sheds  its  last  ray. 

2  Our  happy  land  we  sing — 
Your  joyful  tribute  bring, 

The  song  to  swell  ; 
Sing  of  our  country's  worth — 
The  place  of  freedom's  birth — 
The  noblest  spot  on  earth — 

Her  blessings  tell. 

3  Tell  how  Jehovah's  care. 
Guarded  our  blessings  rare, 

Till  this  bright  hour : 


182  HYMN  CCLXXIX. 

And  still  secure  from  harm, 
Held  by  his  mighty  arm, 
And  free  from  all  alarm, 
We  trust  his  power. 

4  Science  her  power  exerts, 
And  treasures  rich  imparts  : 

Ennobling  truth, 
Whence  holy  influence  springs, 
Upon  her  heaven-plumed  winga. 
Bright  burnish'd  armour  brings. 

To  guard  our  youth. 

5  Our  youth — our  country's  gems — 
Their  lustre  brightly  beams 

For  coming  days : 
Let  virtue's  wreath  be  twined 
Round  each — and  every  mind 
The  lamp  of  knowledge  find. 

To  gild  their  ways. 

6  May  blest  religion's  light, 
Unfading,  changeless,  bright. 

Their  guide-star  be  : 
And,  as  to  age  they  move, 
Our  Father's  arm  of  love. 
Guide  them  to  realms  above, 

Where  all  arc  free. 

MARRIAGES. 
279.— C.  M.     A  Wedding  Hymn.   [New  Ar.  682. 

1  OINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
^  To  grace  a  marriage-feast ; 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  hero 

To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands  ; 


HYMN  CCLXXXI.  183 

Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow — 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless  ;  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 

That  they,  with  Christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

5  O  may  each  soul  assembled  here, 

Be  married.  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Clad  in  thy  robes,  made  white  and  fair, 
To  spend  eternity. 

2§0.— L.  M.  The  same.  [New  Ar.  683. 

1  "XTTITH  cheerful  voices  rise  and  sing, 

»  »      The  praises  of  our  God  and  King ; 
For  he  alone  can  minds  unite 
In  mutual  love  and  pure  delight. 

2  O  may  this  pair  increasing  find 
Substantial  pleasures  of  the  mind  ; 
Happy  in  all  things  may  they  be, 
And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee. 

3  So  may  they  live,  as  truly  one. 

And  when  their  work  on  earth  is  done  ; 
Rise  hand  in  hand  to  heaven,  and  share 
The  joys  of  love  forever  there. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2§1.— 7s  6s.        Happy  Family.      [New  Ar.  232. 

1  "Vjf7"HAT  sight  on  earth  more  blissful, 
»  *     Than  that  domestic  scene, 


184  HYMN  CCLXXXII. 

Where  union,  pure  and  peaceful, 

As  sun-lit  clouds  at  e'en. 
Each  kindred  heart  enlightens, 

With  many  a  heaven-born  ray, 
That  ever  shines  and  brightens, 

"  Unto  the  perfect  day." 

2  There  discord  is  a  stranger, 

There  strife  can  never  come  ; 
And  many  a  fear  and  danger 

Are  exiled  from  that  home  ; 
While  indolence  and  folly 

Are  banish'd  w^ith  their  train, 
And  converse  pure  and  holy. 

Exerts  her  gentle  reign. 

3  And  there  how  sweet  and  precious, 

The  grateful  song  to  raise. 
To  him  so  kind  and  gracious. 

Who  claims  the  highest  praise; 
While  glad  harmonious  voices, 

Parents  and  children  join  ; 
While  every  heart  rejoices. 

In  blessings  so  divine. 

4  In  such  a  habitation. 

May  we  be  ever  found. 
Where  waters  of  salvation, 

In  healing  streams  abound  : 
Affection's  voice  to  chide  us. 

Whene'er  we  go  astray. 
And  mercy's  hand  to  guide  us, 

Along  the  narrow  way. 

282.— 7s.  At  Parting.  [New  Ar.  684. 


^F 


OR  a  season  call'd  to  part, 
Let  us  now  ourselves  conunend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 


HYMN  CCLXXXIII.  185 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer, 
Tender  Shei)hcrd  of  tliy  sheep  ; 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong, 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain  : 
And  our  wasting  lives  prolong, 

In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd  ; 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 

283.— C.  M.  Parting  of  Friends.  [New  Ar.  685. 

1  npHROUGH  Christ,  when  we  together  came 
J-     In  singleness  of  heart. 

We  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

2  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind. 

Our  minds  continue  one  ; 
And  each  to  each,  in  Jesus  joiu'd, 
We  happily  go  on. 

3  O,  may  thy  Spirit,  gracious  Lord, 

In  all  our  travels  still 
Direct  and  be  our  constant  guard. 
To  Zion's  holy  hill. 

4  O,  what  a  joyful  meeting  there. 

Beyond  these  changing  shades  ; 
White  are  the  robes  we  then  shall  wear, 
And  crowns  upon  our  heads. 

5  Hasten,  O  Lord,  and  bring  the  day. 

When  we  shall  dwell  at  home  ; 
Come,  O  Redeemer,  come  away  ; 
O  Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 


186  HYMN    CCLXXXV. 

2§4.— C.  M.  Re-union  of  Friends.  [New  Ar.  6P6. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh, 
v.y  To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues, 
When  we  his  love  proclaim. 

2  'T  was  by  his  bidding  wo  were  call'd 

In  pain  awhile  to  part ; 
'T  is  by  his  care  we  meet  again. 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare  ; 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

4  O,  may  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love. 
Our  talents  to  employ. 

5  Fast,  fast  our  moments  fly  away, 

Soon  shall  our  wanderings  cease  ; 
And  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell. 
A  family  of  peace. 

2§5.— P.  M.  Birth-day  Dedication.  [New  Ar.  687. 
1   /^  OD  of  my  life,  to  thee, 
VJ  My  cheerful  soul  I  raise, 
Thy  goodness  bade  me  be. 
And  still  prolongs  my  days  : 

1  see  jny  natal  hour  return, 

And  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

2  A  clod  of  living  earth, 
I  glorify  thy  name  ; 

From  whom  alone  my  birth 

And  all  my  blessings  came  ; 
Creating  and  preserving  grace, 
Let  all  that  is  within  me  praise. 


HYMN  CCLXXXVI.  187 

3  My  soul  and  all  its  powers, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  shall  be  ; 
All,  all  my  happy  hours 

I  consecrate  to  thee  ; 
Whate'er  I  have,  whate'er  I  am. 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 

4  Long  as  I  live  on  earth, 
To  thee,  O,  let  me  live  ; 
To  thee  my  every  breath 

In  thanks  and  blessings  give  ; 
Me  to  thine  image  now  restore, 
And  I  shall  praise  thee  evermore. 

9§6.— C.  M.  A  Birth-day  Prayer.  [New  Ar.  688. 

1  QWIFT  as  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

0  My  time  is  hastening  on  ; 
Quick  as  the  lightning  from  the  skies, 

My  wasting  moments  run. 

2  My  follies  past,  O  God,  forgive, 

My  every  sin  subdue  ; 
And  teach  me,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 
With  glory  in  my  view. 

3  'T  were  better  I  had  not  been  born> 

Thau  live  without  thy  fear : 

For  they  are  wretched  and  forlorn 

Who  have  their  portion  here. 

4  But  thanks  to  thine  unbounded  grace, 

That  in  my  early  youth 

1  have  been  taught  to  seek  thy  face, 

And  know  the  way  of  truth. 

5  O,  let  thy  Spirit  lead  me  still 

Along  the  happy  road  ; 
Conform  me  to  thy  holy  will, 
My  Father  and  my  God. 


188  HYMN  CCLXXXVIII. 

6  Another  year  of  life  is  past ; 
My  heart  to  thee  incline, 
That  if  this  year  should  be  my  last, 
It  may  be  wholly  thine. 

287.— 8s  78  4s.       New  Year.  [New  Ar.  649. 

1  ^  I  THROUGH  another  year  conducted, 
-L    Unto  thee  our  song  we  raise  ; 

For  thy  rich  unbounded  kindness 
Thee  we  humbly  join  to  praise : 

Lord,  assist  us 
Still  to  walk  in  wisdom's  ways. 

2  While  again  we  bow  before  thee, 

Using  here  the  means  of  grace  ; 
While  in  worship  we  adore  thee. 
In  this  oft-frequented  place, 

O,  permit  us 
To  behold  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  While  the  word  of  life  is  preached, 

May  thy  Spirit  now  descend  ; 

Thus  enliven'd,  thus  distinguish'd, 

May  this  year  in  mercy  end  ; 

And  Jehovah 
Be  our  everlasting  Friend. 

2§8.— lis.     Rest  of  the  Sabbath.    [New  Ar.  218. 

1  TTOW  sweet  is  the  Sabbath,  this  day  of  repose, 
-tl  On  which  the  Redeemer  triumphantly  rose. 
Confirming  his  mission,  by  leaving  the  dead, 

To  comfort  the  mourners,  who  left  him  and  fled. 

2  His  work  then  completed,  our  Sabbath  began, 
A  day  of  rejoicing  to  penitent  man  ; 

For  when  the  Messiah  had  enterM  his  rest, 
The  gospel  our  freedom  and  pardon  express'd. 


HYMN  CCLXXXIX.  189 

'.i   With  him  may  we  rest  in  the  favour  divine, 
Until  in  his  kingdom  above  we  shall  shine 
More  bright  than  the  sun,  in  the  robes  of  free  grace, 
And  never  remove  from  the  sight  of  his  face. 

4  O  Saviour,  assist  us — thy  Spirit  impart. 
To  change  and  to  sanctify  every  heart ; 
Di\inely  instructed  from  evil  to  flee. 
May  we  never  wander  from  peace  and  from  thee. 

289.— C.L.  M.  Recovery  from  Sickness.  [N.A.  68[) 

1  T  LOVE  the  Lord,  whose  gracious  ear 

L  Was  open  to  my  cry ; 
He  bade  me  in  the  time  of  fear, 

Upon  his  grace  rely. 
Long  as  I  live  I  '11  trust  his  care — 
To  him  address  my  fervent  prayer. 

2  Death's  sorrows  had  encompass'd  me, 

I  felt  the  pains  of  hell  ; 
On  every  side  was  mis«iry. 

My  woes  no  tongue  could  tell. 
Then  I  broke  forth  without  •  control, 
"  Lord,  I  beseech  thee,  save  my  soul." 

3  Tender  and  gracious  is  his  name  ; 

Our  God  is  ever  kind  ; 
The  meek  shall  his  protection  claim, 

The  humble,  mercy  find  ; 
Unto  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return, 
The  bounties  of  thy  God  discern. 

4  The  Lord  hath  kept  my  soul  from  death, 

Preserved  my  eyes  from  tears : 
My  feet  from  falling,  where  beneath 

Were  spread  the  fowler's  snares  ; 
Living  I  '11  Avalk  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  name  forever  be  adored. 


190  HYMN  CCXCi. 


290.— C.  M.     Public  Profession.     [New  Ar.  699. 

1  "VTE  men  and  angels,  witness  now, 

X     Before  the  Lord  we  speak  ; 

To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 

A  vow  we  dare  not  break  ; — 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor,  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Nor  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely  ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 
All  needful  aid  supply. 

4  O,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  the  ways  ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers. 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 


DEATH. 

DEATH     GENERALLY. 

291. — 7s.        Preparation  for  Death.       [N  A  706. 

1  O  INNER,  is  thy  soul  prrpar'd 

kJ   For  the  solemn  hour  of  death? 
Couldst  thou,  if  no  longer  spard, 

Calmly  yield  thy  Heeling  breath? 
Couldst  thou  meet  thy  God  in  peace, 

With  thy  follies  unlorgiv'n  ; 
Or  obtain  one  moment  s  bliss- 

If  admitted  into  lieav'n? 

2  Art  thou  ready  to  depart? 

Would  the  lieav  nly  prize  be  sure 
To  an  unbelieving  heaii. 
To  a  soul  by  sin  impure? 


HYMN  CCXCII.  191 

Can  a  sinner  nnrenrwd, 

Ever  plead  atoning  blood? 
Can  a  rebel  unsiibdu d, 

Ever  reach  heaven's  blest  abode? 
3  Ready,  in  thy  guilt  to  (lie! 

Ready,  evermore  to  dwell 
In  a  world  of  ini.^ery. 

In  the  burning  dejnhs  of  hell! — 
They  alone  can  look  with  joy, 

For  a  glorious  reward. 
Who  on  earth  their  .-oiils  employ 

In  the  service  of  the  Lord. 

292.— L.  M.      The  Tolling  Bell.         [N.  A.  705. 

1  /^FT  as  the  bell,  with  solemn  toll, 
v_/  Speaks  the  departure  of  a  soul, 
Let  each  one  ask  himself,  "Am  I 
Prepared,  should  I  be  called  to  die." 

2  Only  this  frail  and  fleetina^  breath 
Preserves  me  from  the  jaws  of  death ; 
Soon  as  it  fails,  at  once  I  "m  arone, 
Aud  plunged  into  a  world  unknown. 

3  Then  leaving  all  I  loved  below, 
To  God's  tribunal  I  mupt  go  ; 

Must  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  fate. 
And  fix  my  everlasting  state. 

4  Lord  Jesus  I  heTp  me  now  to  flee, 
And  seek  my  hope  alone  in  thee  ; 
Apply  thy  blood,  thy  Spirit  give, 
Subdue  my  sin,  and  let  me  live. 

5  Then,  when  the  solemn  bell  I  hear, 
If  saved  from  guilt,  I  nepd  not  fear; 
Nor  would  the  thouorht  distressing  be — 
"  Perhaps  it  next  may  toll  for  me." 


192  HYMN  CCXCIV. 

6  Rather  my  spirit  would  rejoice, 

And  long,  and  wish  to  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Glad  when  it  bids  me  earth  resign, 
Secure  of  heaven,  if  thou  art  mine. 

293.— S.  M.  Our  days,  a  hand-breadth.  [N.A.  704 

1  "DEFORE  us  to  the  grave 

-U   How  many  hence  have  gone  ; 
Nor  could  a  friend,  a  brother,  save, 
Or  ransom,  even  one. 

2  We  follow'd  their  remains, 
As  some  will  follow  ours, 

Where  mortals  rest  from  all  their  pains, 
Nor  count  the  tedious  hours. 

3  Since  in  their  house  below 
Our  bodies  soon  must  lie, 

Our  latter  end,  Lord,  make  us  know, 
And  teach  us  how  to  die. 

4  By  faith  may  we  receive 

Our  pardon  through  thy  blood — 
A  righteousness,  which  thou  canst  give, 
A  hope,  divinely  good. 

5  Our  triumph  in  thy  name. 
Shall  thus  be  render'd  sure  ; 

And  we  shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 
While  endless  years  endure. 

294. — 7s  6s.  Time  is  winging,  cj-c.  [New  Ar.  701. 

1    npiME  is  winging  US  away, 
-L     To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  wint»^r's  day, 
A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  and  vigour  soon  will  flee, 
Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms  ; 
All  that  "s  mortal  soon  will  be 
Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 


HYMN  CCXCVL  193 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  onr  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  : 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 
Health  and  beauty  soon  above  ; 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy — 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

295.— L.  M.  To-day,  [New  Ar.  702. 

1  fTTHAT  awful  hour  will  soon  apppear  ; 
JL    Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

When  all  that  pains  or  pleases  here 
Will  vanish  from  my  closing  eyes. 

2  Death  calls  my  friends,  my  neighbours  hence, 
None  can  resist  the  fatal  dart : 

Continual  warnings  strike  my  sense. 
And  shall  they  fail  to  reach  my  heart. 

3  Think,  O  my  soul,  how  much  depends 

On  the  short  period  of  to-day  ; 

Shall  time,  which  heaven  in  mercy  lends, 

Be  negligently  thrown  away  ? 

4  Lord  of  my  life,  inspire  \ny  heart. 
With  heavenly  ardour,  grace  divine  ; 
Nor  let  thy  presence  e'er  depart ; 

For  strength,  and  life,  and  death,  are  thhie. 

296.— C.  M.  Man's  days  are  as  grass.  [N.  Ar.  703. 

1  "pVEATH  !  what  a  solemn  word  to  all, 
-L'  What  mortal  things  are  men, 

We  just  arise,  and  soon  we  fall, 
To  mix  with  earth  again. 

2  'T  was  sin  that  brought  in  all  our  wo, 

And  gaA'e  to  death  his  power ; 
9 


194  HYMN  CCXCVII. 

Hence  all  our  painful  sorrows  flow, 
Till  life's  departing  hour. 

3  'T  is  God  that  fixes  each  event 

Of  varying  life  or  death  ; 
By  him  revolving  years  are  lent, 
Or  he  arrests  our  breath. 

4  Thankful  we  own  thy  goodness  past, 

Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all. 
Watching  may  each  be  found  at  last. 
To  hear  the  bridegroom's  call. 

5  O,  fit  us  for  thy  righteous  will. 

Thy  mercy.  Lord,  impart ; 

Help  us  thy  pleasure  to  fulfil, 

And  yield  thee  all  our  heart 

«J97.— 8s.  Death  desirable.         [New  Ar.  715. 

1  TTTHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

VV     And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away  ; 
Where  Jesus  dwell*  my  soul  would  be, 
And  faints  my  much-loved  Lord  to  see ; 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart. 
For  't  is  far  better  to  depart. 

2  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys,  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home  ; 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne. 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own  ; 
That  blissful  interview,  how  sweet  ! 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet, 
Raised  in  his  arms  to  view  his  face 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 

3  As  with  a  seraph  voice  to  sing  ; 
To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wing  ; 


HYMN  CCXCIX.  195 

Performing  with  unwearied  hands, 
The  present  Saviour's  high  commands; 
Yet  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
We  '11  wait  thy  signal  for  the  flight ; 
For  while  thy  service  we  pursue, 
We  find  a  heaven  in  all  we  do. 

DEATH     OF      A     PASTOR. 
298.— C.  M.    Death  of  a  Minister.        [N.  A.  718. 

1  nno  thee,  O  God,  when  creatures  fail, 
J-     Thy  flock  deserted  flies  ; 

And  on  th'  eternal  Shepherd's  care, 
Our  steadfast  hope  relies. 

2  When  o'er  thy  faithful  servant's  dust, 

Thy  saints  assembled  mourn, 
In  speedy  tokens  of  thy  grace, 
O  Zion's  God,  return. 

3  The  powers  of  nature  all  are  thine, 

And  thine  the  aids  of  grace  ; 
Thine  arm  has  borne  thy  churches  up. 
Through  each  succeeding  race. 

4  Display  thy  sacred  influence  here. 

And  here  thy  suppliants  bless  ; 
And  change  to  strains  of  thankful  praise, 
Our  accents  of  distress. 

5  With  faithful  heart,  with  skilful  hand, 

May  this  thy  flock  be  fed  ; 
And  persevering  ui  thy  ways, 
To  Zion's  mount  be  led. 


209.— CM.      Death  of  a  Pastor.     [New  Ar  719 

lY  should  our  tears  in  sorroA 
When  God  recalls  his  own  ; 


1  TTTHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow. 


196  HYMN  CCC. 

And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  wo, 
For  an  immortal  crown  ? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given  ? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  cbse, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done  ; 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won. 
And  enter'd  into  rest. 

4  The  flock  must  feel  the  shepherd's  loss, 

And  miss  his  tender  care  ; 
But  they  who  bear  with  joy  the  cross, 
The  crown  shall  brightest  wear. 

5  And  is  not  he  who  call'd  them  home, 

Still  to  his  church  most  nigh. 
To  bid  successive  labourers  come. 
And  all  her  need  supply  ? 

6  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow  ; 

God  has  recall'd  his  own  ; 
But  let  our  hearts  in  ev'ry  wo, 
Still  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

DEATH     OF     A      CHI  L  D. 

300.— C.  M.       Death  of  a  Child.     [New  Ar.  723. 

1  T    IFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, 
XJ  How  soon  the  vapour  flies  ; 
Man  is  a  tender  transient  flower. 

That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  Death  spreads  his  with'ring,  wintry  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more ; 
Ah,  where  are  now  those  rising  charms, 
Which  pleased  our  eyes  before  ? 


HYMN  CCCII.  197 

3  That  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
We  weep,  our  earthly  comforts  fled, 
And  wither'd  all  our  joys. 

4  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  hi  full  immortal  prmie. 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

5  Cease  then,  fond  nature,  ccEise  thy  tears ; 

The  Saviour  dwells  on  high  : 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
There  joys  shall  never  die. 

301,— C.  M.       Death  of  a  Child.    [New  Ar.  724. 

1  5  rry  is  Jesus  speaks,  I  fold,  says  he, 

J-     These  lambs  within  my  breast : 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  bless'd. 

2  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can't  dissolve  my  love  ; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

3  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise, 

And  mould  with  heavenly  skill : 
I  '11  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will. 

4  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear. 

And  shout  with  joy  divine, 
"  O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine." 


302.— 7s.  Death  of  a  Child.     [New  Ar.  725. 

OURN  not  ye,  whose  child  hath  found 
Purer  skies  and  holier  ground  ; 
Flowers  of  bright  and  pleasant  hue, 
Free  from  thorns,  and  fresh  with  dew 


M' 


198  HYMN  CCCIV. 

2  Mourn  not  ye,  whose  child  hath  fled 
From  this  region  of  the  dead, 

To  yon  winged  angel-band, 
To  a  better,  fairer  land. 

3  Knowledge  in  that  clime  doth  grow 
Free  from  weeds  of  toil  and  wo, 
Joys  which  mortals  may  not  share  ; 
Mourn  ye  not,  your  child  is  there. 

303.— S.  M.  Death  of  a  pious  Child.  [N.  Ar.  726. 

1  \T7HEN  sickness,  pain,  and  death 

»  »      Come  o'er  a  godly  child. 
How  sweetly  then  departs  the  breath ; 
The  dying  pang,  how  mild. 

2  It  gently  sinks  to  rest. 
As  once  it  used  to  do 

Upon  its  tender  mother's  breast, 
And  as  securely  too. 

3  The  spirit  is  not  dead, 
Though  low  the  body  lies  ; 

But,  freed  from  sin  and  sorrow,  fled 
To  dwell  beyond  the  skies. 

4  That  death  is  but  a  sleep 
Beneath  a  Saviour's  care  ; 

And  he  will  surely  safely  keep 
The  body  resting  there. 

DEATH      OF      A      CHRISTIAN. 
304.— C.  M.  Present  with  the  Lord.  [New  Ar.  736. 

1   TN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 
J-  The  moment  after  death, 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saint 
When  he  resigns  his  breath. 


HYMN  CCCV.  199 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks ; 

We  scarce  can  say,  "He  's  gone," 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail, 

To  trace  her  heavenward  flight ; 
No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know, 

They  are  supremely  blest — 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  wo, 
And  with  the  Saviour  rest. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 

His  presence  always  view  ; 
And,  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace, 
There  we  shall  praise  him  too. 

305.— 8s  76.  Consolation.  [New  Ar.  737. 

1  /^  YE  mourners,  cease  to  languish 
Vy  5  O'er  the  grave  of  those  ye  love  ; 
Pain  and  death,  and  night  and  anguish, 

Enter  not  the  world  above  : 
While  in  darkness  ye  are  straying, 

Lonely  in  the  deep'ning  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 

Round  th'  immortal  spirit's  head. 

2  O,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  ye  love  ; 
Far  removed  from  pain  and  anguish, 

They  are  chanting  hymns  above  : 
Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high  ; 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 

Thev  shall  never,  never  die. 


200  HYMM  CCCVII. 

306.— 78.  Angelic  Welcome.  [N.A.738. 

1  a  OPIRIT,  leave  thy  house  of  clay; 

^  Lingering  dust,  resign  thy  breath  ; 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  away, 
Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death  ;  " 
Thus  th'  Almighty  Saviour  speaks, 
While  the  faithful  Christian  dies  ; 
Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks, 
And  the  ransom'd  captive  flies. 

2  "  Prisoner,  long  detain'd  below, 
Prisoner,  now  with  freedom  blest, 
Welcome  from  a  world  of  wo, 
Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest !  " 
Thus  the  choir  of  angels  sing. 
As  they  bear  the  soul  on  high  ; 
While  with  hallelujahs  ring, 

All  the  regions  of  the  sky. 

3  Grave — the  guardian  of  our  dust ; 
Grave — the  treas'ry  of  the  skies  ; 
Every  atom  of  thy  trust 

Rests  in  hope  again  to  rise. 
Hark  !  the  judgment  trumpet  calls, 
"  Soul,  rebuild  thy  house  of  clay  ; 
Immortality  thy  walls, 
And  eternity  thy  day  !  " 

30T.— 8s.   Longing  to  he  with  Christ.  [N.  Ar.  739. 

1  npo  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
J-    My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone  ; 

Oh  bear  me,  ye  cherubims,  up, 
And  waft  mo  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love, 
Whom  not  having  seen,  I  adore  ; 
Whose  n^nic  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power  ; 


HYMN  CCCIX.  201 

3  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds  that  detain 
My  soul  from  her  portion  in  ihee ; 
O,  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  When  that  happy  era  begins, 
When  array'd  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more  by  my  sins 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline  ; 

5  Oh  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed. 
And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  pour'd  ; 
I  shall  see  him  whom  absent  I  loved, 
Whom  not  having  seen,  I  adored. 

308.— C.  M.  Thanks  to  God  for  Victory.  [N.  A.  740. 

1  ^~\  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
V-Zj  To  cheer  my  dying  hours  I 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  death, 

And  all  his  frightful  powers. 

2  Joyful  with  all  the  strength  I  have. 

My  quivering  lips  shall  sing, 
"  Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave  ? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd  I  'm  secure. 

Death  has  no  sting  beside  ; 
The  law  is  sin's  condemning  power. 
But  Christ — my  ransom— died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory, 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conq'rors  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 

309. — 4s  4s  6s.        Consolation.        [New  Ar.  741. 

HILE  here  I  sit 

At  Jesus'  feet, 

Amid  the  vale  of  tears ; 


'W 


^02  HYMN  CCCX. 

I  'II  trust  his  grace, 
And  slug  his  praise, 
Nor  yield  to  doubts  and  fears. 

2  And  can  it  be 
That  I  shall  see 

My  Saviour  face  to  face  ? 

Forever  prove 

His  boundless  love, 
And  endless  anthems  raise. 

3  The  thought  shall  still 
My  musings  fill, 

By  cares  and  sorrows  press'd ; 

The  blessed  hope 

Shall  lift  me  up — 
The  hope  of  endless  rest. 

4  When  God  appears 
To  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  pilgrim  eye, 

What  tongue  can  tell 

The  joys  they  '11  feel, 
Throughout  eternity. 

310.— C.  M.         Future  Glory.        [New  Ar.  742. 

1  5^1^  IS  sweet  to  rest  in  lively  hope, 

J-    That  when  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  will  hover  round  my  bed. 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

2  There  shall  my  disimprison'd  soul 

Behold  him  and  adore  ; 
Be  with  his  likeness  satisfied, 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

3  Shall  see  him  wear  that  very  flesh 

On  which  my  guilt  was  lain  ; 


HYMN  CCCXI.  203 

His  love  intense,  his  merit  fresh, 
As  though  but  newly  slain. 

4  Soon,  too,  my  slumbering  dust  shall  hear 
The  trumpet's  quickening  sound  ; 
And  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt, 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

.5  O,  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 
Forever  with  me  stay, 
Till  from  her  sinful  cage  dismiss'd. 
My  spirit  flies  away. 

311.— S.  M.        Hope  in  Death.      [New  Ar.  743. 

1  n^HIS  world  of  sin  and  death 
-L    Is  not  to  be  our  home  ; 

No  ;  by  the  light  of  precious  faith, 
We  seek  a  world  to  come. 

2  Jesus  is  gone  before. 

And  shows  our  feet  the  way  ; 
His  death  has  made  an  open  door 
To  everlasting  day. 

3  Our  load  of  earthly  care, 
Temptation,  grief,  and  pain. 

Will  never  find  admittance  there. 
Or  break  our  peace  again. 

4  We  may  behold  the  tomb. 
And  songs  of  vict'nr'  sing  ; 

For  death  itself  has  lost  its  gloom. 
Since  Christ  destroy'd  its  sting. 

5  O,  may  we  walk  by  faith, 
Till  hence  our  souls  remove  ; 

Then,  by  its  light,  rejoice  in  death, 
And  find  our  home  above. 


204  HYMN  CCCXIII. 

312.— S.  M.  It  is  not  Death  to  die.  [New  Ar.  744. 

1  TT  is  not  death  to  die — 

J-  To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'midst  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimm'd  by  tears, 
And  wake  in  glorious  repose, 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 
Aside  this  sinful  dust, 

And  rise,  on  strong,  exulting  wing. 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  Life  ! 
Thy  chosen  cannot  die  ; 

Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

313.— Bs  7s.     Hope  and  Comfort.     [New  Ar.  745. 

1  TTAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 
-Tl  All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended. 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go : 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above. 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit. 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast, 
To  his  uttermost  salvation. 
To  his  everlasting  rest. 


IIYMN  CCCXV  205 

For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 
Die  to  live  the  life  of  glory, 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

314.— C.  M.  The  Rest  of  the  Grave.  [New  Ar.  746. 

1  TTOW  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave  ! 
-CI  Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 

Th'  appointed  house,  by  Heaven's  decree, 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease 

Their  passions  rage  no  more  ; 
And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  Tliere  rest  the  prisoners,  now  released 

From  slavery's  sad  abode  ; 
No  more  they  hear  th'  oppressor's  voice, 
Or  dread  the  tyrant's  rod. 

4  There  ser\'ants,  masters,  small  and  great, 

Partake  the  same  repose  ; 
And  there,  in  peace,  the  ashes  mix. 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

5  All,  levell'd  by  the  hand  of  death, 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb  ; 
Till  God  in  judgment  calls  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  final  doom. 

315.  Burial  Anthem.      [New  Ar.  747. 

1   "DROTHER,  thou  art  gone  before  us, 
-tJ   And  thy  saintly  soul  is  flown, 
Where  tears  are  wnped  from  every  eye. 

And  sorrow  is  unknown. 
From  the  burthen  of  the  flesh, 

And  from  care  and  fear  released, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 
And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 


206  HYMN  CCCXVI. 

2  The  toilsome  way  thou  'st  travell'd  o'er, 

And  borne  the  heavy  load  ; 
But  Christ  hath  taught  thy  languid  feet 

To  reach  his  blest  abode. 
Thou  'rt  sleeping  now,  like  Lazarus 

Upon  his  Father's  breast, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

3  Sin  can  never  taint  thee  now, 

Nor  doubt  thy  faith  assail. 
Nor  thy  meek  trust  in  Jesus  Christ, 

And  the  Holy  Spirit  fail  ; 
And  there  thou  'rt  sure  to  meet  the  good, 

Whom  on  earth  thou  lovedst  best. 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling. 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

316.— 12s  lis.      Funeral  Hymn.     [New  Ar.  748. 

1  rpHOU  art  gone  to  the  grave  I  but  we  will  not 
JL  depljre  thee, 

Though   sorrows  and  darkness  encompass   the 
tomb; 
Thy  Saviour  has  pass'd  through  its  portals  before 
thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  we  no  longer  behold 

thee. 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy 
side ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 
thee. 
And  sinners  may  die — for  the  sinless  has  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  and  its  mansion  for- 

saking. 
Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  fear  linger'd  long  ; 


HYMN  CCCXVIII.  207 

But  the   mild  rays   of  paradise   beani'd   on   Ihy 
waking, 
And   the  sound  which  thou  heard'st  was  tho 
seraphim's  song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  1    but  we   will   not 
deplore  thee, 
Whose  God  was  thy  Ransom,  thy  Guardian,  and 
Guide  ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 
thee, 
And  death  has  no  sting,  for  the  Saviour  ha#,died. 

317.— ds  7s.     Death  of  a  Sister.     [New  Ar.  749. 

1  OISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
^   Gentle  as  the  summer-breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening. 

When  it  floats  among  the  trees* 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low  : 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number, 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us  ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 

But  't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us, 

He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled  ; 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee. 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

31§. — L.  M.      Sleeping  in  Jesus.     [New  Ar.  750. 
I      A  SLEEP  in  Jesus  I  blessed  sleep, 

-^--*-  From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturb'd  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 


208  HYMN  CCCXIX. 

2  Asleep  in  Josus  I  O,  how  sweet, 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet  ; 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 
That  death  has  lost  his  cruel  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  I  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  wo  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  O,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus  I  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 

But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep 

From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

JUDGMENT. 

319.— C.  M.        The  Final  Day.       [New  Ar.  757. 

1  rr^HE  day  approaches,  O  my  soul, 
J-       The  great  decisive  day, 

Which  from  the  verge  of  mortal  life, 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 

2  Another  day  more  awful  dawns  ; 

And,  lo  !  the  Judge  appears  ; 

Ye  heavens,  retire  before  his  face. 

And  sink  ye  darken'd  stars. 

3  Yet  does  one  short  preparing  hour. 

One  precious  hour  remain  ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  power, 
Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 

4  We  one  and  all  must  shortly  die, 

And  at  the  bar  appear ; 


IIYMN  CCCXXI.  209 

Now  be  our  intercourse  improved 
To  mutual  profit  here. 

5  For  this,  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  throng 
For  this  thy  board  surround  ; 
Here  may  our  service  be  approved, 
And  in  thy  presence  crowu'd. 

320.— L.  M.  The  Day  of  Judgment.  [New  Ar.  758. 

1  rpHAT  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 

J-    When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day? 

2  When  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll. 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll  ; 
When  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread. 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead. 

3  O,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day. 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay. 
Be  thou  the  trembling  sinner's  stay. 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

321 CM.  Judgment.  [New  Ar.  759. 

1  T3EH0LD  the  day  is  come, 
JJ     The  righteous  Judge  is  near, 
And  sinners,  trembling  at  their  doom, 

Shall  soon  their  sentence  hear. 

2  Angels  in  bright  attire, 

Conduct  him  through  the  skies. 
Darkness  and  tempests,  smoke  and  fire, 
Attend  him  as  he  flies. 

3  How  awful  is  the  sight. 

How  loud  the  thunders  roar  ; 

The  sun  forbears  to  give  his  light. 

And  stars  are  seen  no  more. 


210  HYMN  CCCXXIII. 

4  The  whole  creation  groans, 
But  saints  arise  and  sing, 
They  are  the  ransom'd  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  their  God  and  King. 

322.— CM.   Anticipated  Judgment.   [N.Ar.760. 

1  npHAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
JL     Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste — 

When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 

Pronounce  the  word — Depart ! 

3  O,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair — 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station,  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 

4  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

I  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

5  O,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name, 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  w^ord. 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

3'^3.— S.  M.  Judgment  in  Prospect.  [New  Ar.  761. 

1  AND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 
^lJl  And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day. 


HYMN  CCCXXIV.  211 

When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
Astonish'd,  shrink  away  ? 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the  dead, 

Hark  !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread. 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace — 
His  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

5  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 

324* — 8s  7s  6s.  A  Vision  of  Judgment.  [N.  Ar.  762. 

1  TPVARK  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee, 
-i->'  Black  clouds  are  gath'ring  fast ; 

In  awful  power  thy  God  has  come. 
Thy  days  of  mirth  are  past. 

2  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee, 

Red  flames  are  bursting  round  ; 
Bright  light'nings  flash,  loud  thunders  roar 
How  shakes  the  trembling  ground. 

3  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee, 

Behold,  the  Judge  appears  ; 
XJnnumber'd  millions  throng  around, 
Raised  from  the  dust  of  years. 

4  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee. 

Soon  thou  wilt  hear  thy  doom ; 
Destruction  opens  wide  for  thee. 
Thy  chosen,  final  home. 

5  Yet  stay — the  vision  lingers  ; 

Why,  sinner,  wilt  thou  die  ? 


212  HYMN  CCCXXVI. 

Dark  brood  the  heavens,  but  mercy  waits — 
This  hour  to  Jesus  fly  ! 

325- — 7s.    Chrisfs  second  Advent.  [New  Ar.  763. 

1  TTARK  !  that  shout  of  rapt'rous  joy, 
-tJL  Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud ; 
Jesus  conies,  and  through  the  sky 
Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud. 

2  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  voice 
Sounds  abroad  through  sea  and  land  : 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice, 

Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 

3  See,  the  Lord  appears  in  view, 
Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly  ; 
Rise,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  you, 
Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

4  Go,  and  dwell  with  him  above, 
Where  no  foe  can  e'er  molest ; 
Happy  in  a  Saviour's  love. 
Ever  blessing,  ever  blest. 

326.— 10s.        Day  of  Judgment.     [New  Ar.  764. 

1  TTARK  !  from  the  deep  of  heaven  a  trumpet 
-tx  sound 

Thunders  the  dizzy  universe  around  ; 

From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west  it  rolls, 

A  blast  that  summons  ail  created  souls. 

2  And  swift  as  ripples  rise  upon  the  deep. 
The  dead  awaken  from  their  dismal  sleep ; 
The  sea  has  heard  it  ;  coiling  up  with  dread, 
Myriads  of  mortals  rush  from  out  her  bed. 

3  The  graves  fly  open,  and  with  awful  strife 
The  dust  of  ages  startles  into  life  ; 

All  who  have  brcnthod,  or  lu'ivrd,  or  seen  or  felt, 
All  they  aroiuid  vvho.^e  cradles  kingdoms  knelt — 


I 


HYMN  CCCXXVIII.  213 

4  Tyrants  and  warriors,  who  were  throned  iu  blood, 
The  great  and  mean,  the  glorious  and  the  good, 
Are  raised,  from  every  isle,  and  land,  and  tomb, 
To  hear  the  changeless  and  eternal  doom. 

327.— L.  M.      End  of  the  World.    [New  Ar.  765. 

1  TTQW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 
-O.  Who  shakes  creation  with  his  nod  ; 
He  frowns  and  earth's  foundations  quake. 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break. 

2  Crush'd  under  guilt's  oppressive  weight, 
This  globe  now  totters  to  its  fate  : 
Trembles  beneath  her  guilty  sons, 
And  for  deliv'rance  heaves  and  groans. 

3  And  see,  the  glorious,  dreadful  day 
That  takes  th'  enormous  load  away  ; 
See  skies,  and  stars,  and  earth,  and  seas 
Sink  in  one  universal  blaze. 

4  Where  now — ah,  where  shall  sinners  seek 
For  shelter  in  the  general  wreck  ? 

Can  falling  rocks  conceal  them  now. 
When  rocks  dissolve  like  melting  snow  ? 

5  In  vain  for  pity  now  they  cry, 
In  lakes  of  liquid  tire  they  lie  ; 
There  on  the  burning  billows  toss'd, 
For  ever,  ever,  ever  lost. 

6  But  saints,  undaunted  and  serene, 
Your  eves  shall  view  the  dreadful  scene  ; 
Your  Saviour  lives,  though  worlds  expire, 
And  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  fire. 

328.— P.  M.  Judgment.  [New  Ar.  766. 

Gl  REAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 
^  The  end  of  things  created ; 


214  HYMN  CCCXXIX. 

The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  ; 
The  trumpet  sounds — the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contain'd  before  ; 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding ; 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies. 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding : 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing  ; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing. 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone  ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ! 

The  end  of  things  created  ; 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  ; 
Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day. 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

And  thus  prepare  to  moot  him. 


HEAVEN. 

329.— C.  M.  Heaven.  [New  Ar.  769. 

1  rp HE  RE  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss, 
-L     Above  the  starrv  skies  ; 
Fatigued  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 
I  thither  lift  mine  jves. 


HYMN  CCCXXX.  215 

2  'T  is  there  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

And  all  is  peace  within  ; 
The  mind  with  guilt  no  more  oppress'd, 
The  conscience  calm  and  clean. 

3  Farewell  to  earth  and  earthly  things, 

In  vain  they  tempt  my  stay  ; 
Come,  angels,  spread  your  downy  wings, 
And  hear  me  swift  away. 

4  I  long  to  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  love,  and  sing  like  you  ; 

Adieu,  adieu,  my  dearest  friends ; 

Vain  world,  once  more  adieu  ! 

3^0.— C.  M.  Heaven.  [New  Ar.  767. 

!    Tj^AR  from  these  gloomy  scenes  of  night, 
J^     Unbounded  glories  rise  ; 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair,  distant  land  I  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 

How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise. 

And  dwell  on  earth  no  more. 

3  There,  pain  and  sickness  never  come. 

And  grief  no  more  complains  ; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  endless  pleasure  reigns. 

4  No  clouds  these  blissful  regions  know— • 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair, 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  wo. 
Can  never  enter  there. 

5  There,  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 


216  HYMN  CCCXXXII. 

6  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 
For  thy  bright  courts  on  high  ; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 

331.— C.  M.        Heavenly  Rest.        [New  Ar.  774. 

1  rr^HERE  is  an  hour  of  hallow'd  peace, 
JL    For  those  with  cares  oppress'd. 

When  sighs  and  sorr'wing  tears  shall  cease, 
And  all  be  hush'd  to  rest. 

2  'T  is  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  which  here  annoy  ; 
Then  they,  who  oft  have  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms, assail  no  more ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows, 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There,  purity  with  love  appears, 

And   bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There,  they,  who  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 


332.— 8s  7s.      Life  and  Glory.         [New  Ar.  780. 

1  TirrH AT  is  life  ?  't  is  all  a  vapour  ; 

»^ »      Soon  it  vanishes  away  ; 
Life  is  but  a  dying  taper  ; 

O,  my  soul,  why  wish  to  stay? 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy  ? 

2  See  that  glory,  how  resplendent. 

Brighter  far  than  fancy  paints, 


HYMN  CCCXXXIII.  217 

There,  in  majesty  transcendent, 

Jesus  reigns,  the  Kinor  of  saints. 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

3  Joyful  crowds  his  throne  surrounding, 

Sing  with  rapture  of  his  love, 
Through  the  heavens  his  praises  sounding, 

Filhng  ail  the  courts  above. 
Spread  tliy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  vyorld  of  joy. 

4  Go,  and  share  his  people's  glory  ; 

'Mid  the  ransom'd  crowd  appear  ; 
Thine,  ajo}'fuI,  wondrous  story, 

One  that  angels  love  to  hear. 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

333.— L.  M.  Heaven.  [NewAr.  78]. 

1  TN  heaven  the  heart  oVrflows  with  love, 
J-  And  every  eye  beholds  its  God  ; 

The  passions  now  no  longer  rove. 
The  soul  is  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood. 

2  Sin  is  for  ever  banish'd  thence. 
Ecstatic  raptures  nil  the  mind  ; 
The  low  delights  of  flesh  and  sense, 
Are  changed  for  pleasures  all  refined. 

3  Oceans  of  bliss  incessant  roll. 

Nor  Satan  tempts,  nor  tyrants  frown  ; 
No  transient  clouds  o'ei-spread  the  soul, 
And  guilt  and  grief  are  never  known. 

4  O,  could  we  drop  this  cumbrous  clay, 
Soon  would  we  climb  the  upper  road ; 
On  wings  of  love  fly  swift  away, 
Till  we  shall  reach  the  throne  of  God. 

10 


?18  HYMN  CCCXXXV. 

334.— C.  M.  Saints  above.         [New  Ar.  782 

1  '\/"IEVV  the  bright  ranks  in  order  stand, 

»      And  round  the  throne  appear  \ 
Now  free  from  each  polluting  sin, 
And  each  distracting  care. 

2  They  know  no  grief,  nor  suffer  pain. 

Their  sighs  are  turnd  to  songs  ; 
Celestial  love  inflames  their  souls, 
And  praise  employs  their  tongues. 

3  In  Jesus'  righteousness  array'd, 

How  beautifu}  and  fair  ! 
Rich  the  enjoyments  they  partake, 
And  bright  the  crowns  they  wesu-. 

4  Could  I  but  hope  at  length  to  join 

The  spirits  of  the  just, 
I  'd  trample  on  this  empty  worlds 
Nor  cleave  to  earth  and  diist. 

335.— C,  M.  Heaven,  [New  Ar.  783. 

1  ^^rOR  eye  has  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
-L^    Nor  sense,  nor  reason  known. 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 

For  those  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  : 

No  lying  lips,  nor  envious  eye. 

Can  taste  or  see  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Polhition.  sin,  and  shame  ; 


HYMN  CCCXXXVII.  219 

None  shall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 
Where  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 

336.— C.  P.  M.  Enjoyment  of  Heaven.  [N.  A.  771. 

2  rpHERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
JL    To  mourning  wand'rers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 
'T  is  found  above  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  wear)'  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls. 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  tearful  eye 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by. 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given: 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

337.— 7s.  The  Redeemed.       [New  Ar.  785. 

1   TTTHO  are  these  in  bright  array  ? 
'  »      This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day. 
Tuning  their  triumphant  song; 


220  HYMN  CCCXXXVIII. 

"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Blessing,  honour,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain 
New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod, 
These  from  great  affliction  came, 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Seal'd  with  his  eternal  name  ; 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 
Victor  palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might. 
More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown. 
On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 
Shall  to  living  fountains  lead. 

Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 
Perfect  love  dispels  their  fears  ; 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 
God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

33§.— 7s.  Rising  Saints.         [New  Ar.  786. 

1  TT^ROM  the  roaring  surge  they  come, 
J-^     From  the  darksome  depths  of  wo, 
Peril,  weariness,  and  shame, 
Mark'd  their  chosen  lot  below. 

2  Sinking  in  the  ocean  brine, 
Jesus  caught  them  from  the  flood  ; 
Lo  !  how  bright  their  garments  shine. 
Blanched  in  their  Redeemer's  blood. 

3  Where  is  now  the  streaming  tear  ? 
Where  the  pang — the  secret  groan  ? 
Sin  nor  sorrow  mingle  here, 
Shadeless  splendour  gilds  the  throne. 

4  Like  the  rush  of  ocean  storm. 
High  the  tlnmdering  chorus  blends  ; 


HYMN  CCCXL.  331 

Rich  with  life,  with  rapture  warm, 
Low  th'  adoring  circle  bends. 
5  One  their  Lord,  and  one  their  song, 
Saint  and  seraph  there  combine  ; 
Christian,  be  thy  faith  as  strong, 
Rest  as  glorious  shall  be  thine. 

339.— 8s  7s.      Christ  Enthroned.     [New  Ar.  787. 

1  TTARK,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
-Cj-  Sound  the  note  of  praise  above  ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices, 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love  : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne, 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail  I  whoso  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth  ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens. 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth. 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  Glory,  reign  forever. 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  sliall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own. 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace. 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing  ; 

Bring,  O,  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When  the  awful  summons  hearing. 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  ; 
Then  with  golden  harps  we  Ml  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

340.— L.  M.      Final  Triumph.        [New  Ar.  341. 
1    /^OME,  saints,  and  shout  the  Saviour's  praise, 
V^  To  hini  your  grateful  tribute  bring ; 


223  HYMN  CCCXLI. 

Let  angels  hear  the  notes  you  raise, 
And  strike  their  golden  harps  and  sing. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  heavenly  throne, 
And  laid  his  splendid  robes  aside, 

Put  all  our  mortal  weakness  on, 

And  groan'd,  and  labour'd,  wept  and  died. 

3  Now  lift  your  songs  to  nobler  strains, 
High  let  your  ardent  passions  soar  ; 
See,  where  the  great  Redeemer  reigns, 
And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven  adore. 

4  Again  he  comes — a  mighty  cloud 
Bears  him  in  sacred  triumph  down  ; 
The  trumpet  sounds,  it  summons  loud, 
And  angels  shout  his  high  renown. 

5  From  realms  of  death,  beneath  the  ground, 
The  saints,  in  countless  millions,  rise  ; 
While  seraphs  stand  admiring  round, 

And  view  the  change  with  vast  surprise. 

6  Hail,  mighty  Prince  ;  thy  kingdom  now, 
Thy  bliss  and  triumph  are  complete  ; 

To  thee  the  ransom'd  myriads  bow. 
And  lay  their  glories  at  thy  feet. 

341.— 6s  5s.     Glory  to  the  Lamb.    [New  Ar.  788. 

1  X7"E  servants  of  God, 
JL    Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name  ; 
The  name  all-victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 
And  rules  over  all. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

God  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save  ; 
Yet  still  he  is  nigh, 

His  presence  we  have  : 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus,  our  King. 

Salvation  to  God, 

Who  sits  on  his  throne  ; 
Let  all  cry  aloud, 

And  honour  the  Son  ; 
Emanuel's  praises 

The  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces, 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

Then  let  us  adore 

And  give  him  his  right ; 
All  glory  and  power. 

And  wisdom  and  might ; 
All  honour  and  blessing 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

1.     L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit — three  in  one. 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 


224  DOXOLOGIES. 

2.  L.  M. 

PRAISE  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

3.  C.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

4.  C.  M. 

TO  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

5.  S.  M. 

TO  the  eternal  Three, 
In  will  and  essence  one  ; 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Co-equal  honours  done. 

6.  H.  M. 

TO  God  the  Fathers  throne. 
Perpetual  honours  raise, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  praise  : 
With  all  our  powers,  Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,   while  faith  adores. 

7.     L.  P.  M. 

NOW  to  the  great,  and  sacred  Three, 
Tlie  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  power  and  glory  given. 
Through  all  the  worlds,  whore  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne. 
And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 


DOXOLOGIES.  225 

8.    C.  P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God,  whom  heaven's  triumphant  host 
And  saints  on  earth  adore  ; 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  past, 
And  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

9.  7s. 

SING  we  to  our  God  above. 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Sou,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

10.  7s. 

PRAISE  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky. 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost  : 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 

11.     8s  7s. 

PRAISE  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise. 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given, 
Glorj'  through  eternal  days. 

12.     8s  7s  4s. 

FATHER,  Sou,  and  Holy  Spirit, 
Thou,  the  God  whom  we  adore, 
May  we  all  thy  love  inherit. 
To  thine  image  us  restore, 

Vast  eternal. 
Praises  to  thee  evermore. 
10* 


226  DOXOLOGIES. 

13.     7s  6s. 

TO  the  Father,  to  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  ever  bless'd, 
Everlasting  Three  in  One, 
All  worship  be  address'd. 
Praise  from  all  above,  below, 

As  throughout  th'  ages  past, 
Now  is  given,  and  shall  be  so 
While  endless  ages  last. 

14.     lis  8s. 

ALL  praise  to  the  Father,  all  praise  to  the  Son, 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  thrice  bless'd, 
The  holy,  eternal,  supreme  Three  in  One, 
Was,  is,  and  shall  still  be  address'd. 

I  15.     lis. 

O     FATHER  Almighty,  to  thee  be  address'd, 
5  With   Christ   and  the  Spirit,  one  God,  ever 
bless'd. 
All  glory  and  worship  from  earth,  and  from  heaven, 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given. 

16.    8s  78. 
Apostolic  Benediction. 

1  IVTAY  the  grace  of  Christ  the  Saviour, 
-L'J-  And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union. 

With  each  other,  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

.Tovs  wliich  earth  cannot  afford. 


B 


DOXOLOGIES.  287 

17.  L.  M. 

The  Peace  of  God,  ^c.—Phil.  iv.  7. 

1  npHE  peace,  which  God  alone  reveals, 

J-    And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels. 
Direct,  and  keep,   and  cheer  our  hearts. 

2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 
The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down, 
Ou  every  soul  assembled  here. 

18.  P.M. 

•  Y  all  holy  spirits 
That  fill  the  wide  heaven, 
And  saints  upon  earth. 
Let  praises  be  given 
To  God,  in  three  persons,  the  God  we  adore, 
As  it  has  been,  now  is,  and  shall  be  e'ermore. 

19.  7s  6s. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  loftiest  praises  given, 
Now  and  forevermore. 
Earth  join  with  heaven  in  singing 

The  praise  of  pard'ning  love. 
Till  the  loud  anthem  swelling 
Shall  reach  the  courts  above. 

20.  7s  6s. 

FROM  all  in  earth  and  heaven 
To  God,  the  Three  in  One, 
Be  boundless  glorj-  given, 
And  ceaseless  service  done  ; 


228  DOXOLOGIES. 

Co-equal  praise  to  Father, 
To  Son  and  Spirit  be  ; 

One  God,  they  reign  together, 
In  holy  Trinity. 

21.     6s  4s. 

TO  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 
Hence,   evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see. 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


GENERAL  INDEX 


ADDITIONAL   HYMNS 


Introductory 

To  public  and  social  worship,      .         .  1 — 15 

The  tScRiPTUREs,  .....  16 — 21 

The  Divine  Perfections,      .         .        .  22 — 29 

The  Trinity, 30—32 

The  Son  and  his  Mediatorial  Work,  33 — 65 

His  excellence  in  general,  .         .         .  33 — 41 

His  offices  and  titles,  ....  42 — 55 

His  work, 54 — 59 

His  resurrection  and  exaltation,  .         .  60 — 65 

The  Holy  Spirit,          ....  66 — 76 

Warnings,     ....                  .  77—82 

Invitations,  ....                 .  83 — 92 

Conviction  and  Penitence,  .                 .  93 — 106 

Conversion  and  Consecration,     .         .  107 — 117 

The  Christian, 118—178 

His  security  and  privileges,          .         .  118,119 

Called  to  prayer,         ....  120,  156 

Love  to  Christ,            ....  121—126 
Conformity  to  Christ,        129—137,  142,  148,  151 

Watchfulness, 138—140 

Trust  in  God,    .         .      143,  146,  156,  157—163 
Heavenly-miudedness,        .       144,  148,  149,  160 

Integrity, 145 

Charity, 147 

Faith, 131,  150,  151 

Self-exammation,       ....  152 


230 


INDEX    OF   SUBJECTS. 


Love  of  the  brethren, 

Submission,         ..... 

Struggling  under  trial  and  hurnbled,    . 

Backsliding — mourned  over — recovered 
from,  ....      170- 

Affliction,  .... 
The  Church,  .  .  . 
Missionary  Concert,    . 

Consecration  and  departure  of  mission- 
aries, 
Jewish  Concert, 
Revivals,       .... 
Times  and  Occasions,    . 

Laying  corner-stone — dedications, 

Ordinations, 


Seasons  of  the  year,    . 

Parental,    .... 

Youth,        .... 

Old  age,     .... 

Mariners,  .... 

Thanksgiving  occasions, 

Marriages, 

Parting  and  reunion  of  friends, 

Birth-day  consecration, 

The  new  year,  , 

The  Sabbath,     . 

Recovery  from  sickness,     . 

Profession  of  religion. 
Death,  .... 

Death  generally. 

Death  of  a  pastor, 

Death  of  a  child, 

Death  of  a  Christian, 
Judgment,     .... 
Heaven,         .... 
doxologies. 


259 


HTMWa. 

153,  154 
157—166 
167—170 

-175,  178 

176,  177 
179—185 
186—222 

223—231 

232—243 

244—290 

244—249 

250,  251 

252—254 

255—258 

-266,  281 

267—270 

271 

272—275 

276—278 

279—280 

282—284 

285,  286 

287 

288 

289 

290 

291—318 

291—297 

298,  299 

300—303 

304—318 

319—328 

329—341 


THE   FIRST  LINE  OF  EACH  HYMN, 


WITH  THE  PAGE  ON  WHICH  IT  IS  FOUND. 


Page 

Affliction  is  &  stormy Cotton 117 

Again  our  earthly  cares Cennick 10 

Ah.  whi.trnn  I.'. Hijde 65 

Ah,  whither  should  I C.  JVesley 68 

Ah,  wretched,  vile Steele 113 

Aid  us,  God Jiliss'y  Psalmist.  127 

Alas,  alas,  how  blind Strong 68 

Alas,  and  did Watts 66 

Alas,  wlmt  hourly Steele 92 

Almi^'hty  Father'of 176 

Amidst  these  various Cotton 117 

And  must  I  i)art Rippon 74 

And  will  the  Judge Doddridge 210 

Another  day  has  pass'd Ediupston 166 

Approach,  my  soul jYewton 104 

Arise,  great  God. J\Iei'rick 148 

Ashamed  of  Christ J^eedham 75 

Asleep  ill  Jesus Mackay 207 

Awake,  our  souls Watts 90 

Before  us  to  the  grave Bulwer 192 

Begin,  my  soul Ogilvie 4 

Behold  th'  amazing Campbell's  Col..     41 

Behold,  the  day  is  come, Bcddome 209 

Behold,  th'  expected  time Foke 141 

Beliold,  theheathdn  waits Coke. 138 

Be  merciful  to  us.  O  God Lyle 127 

Bleed  in?  honrU.  defiled Hastings 59 

Blest  be  the  Sa v  iour's "!/.  Wilkes 31 

Blest  Jesus,  when  niy  soaring Higginbotham  ..     34 

Brethren,  let  us  walk Swain 102 

Brother,  thou  art  gone Jililman 206 


232  INDEX    OF   FIRST   LINES. 

Chief  Shepherd 164 

Child  of  sorrow,  child  of  care Hastings 112 

Christian,  up  129 

Christian,  wouldst  thou Hastings 99 

Christ,  whose  glory Toplady 24 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost C.  Wesley 174 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning C.  Wesley 49 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm Burder 50 

Come,  let  our  hearts -. Swain 34 

Come,  let  us  join  our C  Wesley 102 

Come,  let  us  join  in Campbell's  Col...     30 

Come,  let  us  search Watts 101 

Come,  let  us  strike Reed 186 

Come,  my  Redeemer Reed 77 

Come,  O  my  soul Rlacklock 5 

Come,  O  thou  all  victorious JSTicholson 11 

Come,  saints,  and  shout Higginbotham. •.  221 

Come  to  Calv '  ry 's  holy Montgomery  .  •  • .     62 

Compared  wiih  Christ Toplady 26 

Contemplate,  saints Wardlaw's  Col..-     33 

Dark  brood  the  heavens 211 

Dark  wns  the  night Pratt's  Col 40 

Daughter  of  Zion Fitzgerald's  Col..  150 

Death— what  a  solemn  word. BiUwer's  Col.  •••   193 

Delay  not  Hastings 59 

Do  not  I  love  thee Doddridge 82 

Doth  God  invite  me. Beddome 63 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth Pratt's  Col 51 

Far  from  these  gloomy Steele 215 

Father  of  mercies,  bow Beddome 163 

Father  of  spirits,  grant Beddome 95 

For  a  season  called  to  part JVewton 184 

Forever  shall  my  fainting 152 

Fountain  of  blessings Beddome 97 

Frail  youth  are  in Beddome 175 

Freeman,  awake,  the  song Miss  Strong-"   181 

From  earliest  dawn 174 

From  the  cross Hawes 57 

From  the  roaring  surge 220 

Gentle  Jesus,  how  1  love Campbell's  Col . .     37 

Give  us  room Pratt's  Col 151 

Glorious  things JVewton 119 

Go.  and  preach -Allen's  Col 142 

Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace Morrell 143 

Go,  for  the  Master  calls Hastings 142 


INDEX     OF  FIRST   LINES.  233 

Page 

God  is  with  us M.  Wilkes 162 

God  of  my  life C.  Wesley 186 

God  of  the  nations Hastings 131 

God's  own  promise Hawes 80 

Go  to  (Joljrotha  ■ Hastings 62 

Go,  tuue  thy  voice Hastings 4 

Go,   wiitch  tmd  pray 55 

Gracious  spirit,  love  divine Stacker 50 

Great  Father  of  each Doddridge 52 

Great  (iod,  as  seasons 167 

Great  God,  to  what  a  glorious Pratt's  Col 46 

Great  God,  what  do  I  see Luther 213 

Great  heir  of  David's  throne Pratt's  Col 138 

Great  Lord  of  all Kingsbury 155 

Great  King  of  Zion 134 

Great  Saviour,  let 140 

Great  Saviour,  who 173 

Great  Spirit,  through Hawes 47 

Hail,  thou  once  despised Montgomery  ••• .     37 

Hail,  to  the  brightness Hastings 133 

Happy  soul,  thv  days  are  ended C.  Wesley 204 

Hark,"  aery  .•'. Campbell's  Col ..  130 

Hark,  hark  the  notes 137 

Hark,  from  the  deep R.  Montgomery  •  212 

Hark,  my  soul Cowper 85 

Hark,  ten  thousand  harps 221 

Hark,  that  shout 212 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent TiebouVs  Col. ...     58 

Heirs  <)f  an  immortal Hastings 91 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer Steele 43 

Here  in  thy  name Montgomery   ...   160 

He  thatgo'eth  forth Hastings 158 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light Reed    51 

How  culm  and  beautiful Hastings 42 

How  gentle  God's  commands Doddridge 105 

How  great,  how  terrible Davies 213 

How  lieavy  is  the  night Watts 69 

How  oft,  (ihis Steele 113 

How  pleased  was  I  to  hear Beddome 121 

How  ])recioiis  is  the  book Fawcett 13 

How  sweet  is  tiie  Sabbath Buiwer 188 

How  sweet  to  leave Kelly 12 

How  still  and  peaceful •  Dogan 205 

How  tedious  and  tasteless JVewton 84 

How  tender  is  thy  hand Hastings 106 

I  am  weary  of  straying Mrs.  York 107 

I  and  my  house C.  Wesley 172 


234 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Page 

If  Christ  is  mine Beddome 103 

I  look  to  thee Hastings 70 

Ilovfi  the  liord Hastings 189 

I  mourn  the  hidings Hastings 116 

In  all  my  vast  concerns fVatts ]6 

In  evil  long  I  took J\eicton 76 

In  heaven,  the  heart Beddome 217 

In  tlie  cross  of  Christ Bowring 45 

In  thee,  O  Lord Campbell's  Col..  108 

In  thy  great  name Hoskins 9 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord Kelly 6 

In  vain  our  fancy j\rewton 198 

I  quit  tlie  world's P.  Minstrel 75 

I  send  the  jovs   IVatts 73 

Is  it  u  thing  of  good Watts 96 

Israel,  thy  mournful Pratfs  Col 149 

I  sing  th'  almighty fVatts 20 

It  is  not  death  to  die Bethune 204 

Jesus,  at  thy  command De  Courcey 179 

Jesus  Christ,  methinks M.  Wilkes 29 

Jesus,   I  love  thy  charming Doddridge 25 

Jesus,  save  my  dying Hastings 72 

Jesus,  the  King CamphcW s  Col..  125 

Jesus,  thou  art Parkinson 74 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love C.  Wesley 85 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts Mat.  H  B 110 

Kindred  in  Christ J^cwton 12(1 

King  of  Zion,  give Kelly 129 

Let  earthly  minds Vewton 7Q 

Let  gratitude  waken Hastings 180 

Let  songs  of  praises  Cotcrell 46 

Let  worldly  men,  from  shore Stennett 14 

Life  is  a  span Steele 196 

Lift  up  your  joyful  eyes Beddome 168 

Light  of  those  whose Toplady 157 

Long  as  he  lives Mat.  H.  B 172 

Look  up  to  yonder Campbell's  Col. .  98 

Lord,  assist  us Mat.  H.  B 171 

Lord,  behold  thy  people Kelly 8 

Lord,  can  a  soul JiTeirton 70 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee Montgomery 160 

Lord  of  the  harvest Hastings 136 

Lord,  we  bow Mat.  H.  B 153 

Lord,  we  rome Hart 7 

Lord,  when  our  offerings Bathurst 97 

Lord,  when  we  bend Pratt's  Col 9 


INDEX    OF    FIRST   LINES.  235 

Page 
Love  is  the  fountain Bedduine 82 

Majestic  sweetness Stennett 28 

Men  of  God,  go Kelly 144 

Met,  O  God,  to  ask Scott 153 

More  joy  than  earth Beddomc 13 

Monru  not  ye 197 

My  dear  Redeenaer    Watts 86 

jVIy  drowsy  powers Watts 89 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love H.  More 19 

My  son,  know  thou 176 

Nor  eye  has  seen Watts 218 

Not  all  the  blood Watts 32 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner Hastings 133 

Now  from  labour Hastings 165 

Now  I  resolve Steele 78 

Now  let  my  soul,  eternal 15 

O'er  the  realms Coterell 128 

Oft  as  I  look jM.  Wilkes 105 

Oft  as  the  bell jYewton 191 

O,  could  I  speak  Medly 25 

O,  for  nn  overcoming Watts 201 

O,  for  the  happy  hour Bethune   157 

O,  for  n  thousand  tongues C.  Wesley 29 

O  God  of  Abraham Hastings 170 

OGod  of  Bethel Logan   169 

O  God  (if  Zion  Campbell's  Col . .  151 

O,  if  ray  soul  was  formed Watts 66 

O,  let  mv  trembling Oems Ill 

O  Lord,  "heboid  us J\lrs.  F 170 

O  Lord,  iny  best  desires C'owper 107 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive Hastings l.iG 

O  Lord,  our  God,  arise Wardlaw's  Coll.  132 

O  Shepherd  of  thy  people Xewton 163 

O  Shepherd  of  Israel Hastings 114 

O,  speak  that  gracious J^Tewton 78 

O,  that  I  could  repent C.  Wesley 67 

O,  that  my  grovelling M.  Wilkes 96 

O,  tiiut  the  Lord's Lyle 146 

O,  what  treasure Beddomc 26 

O,  why  should  Israel's  sons Jiliss'y  Pst 149 

O,  ye  mourners,  cease Collins 199 

O,  Zion,  tune  thy  voice Doddridge 3 

One  there  is  above JsTewton 36 

On  the  niountnin-top Kelly 147 

O,  turn,  great  Ruler Merrick 115 

Our  Father  wiio  dost  lead 22 


236  INDEX   OF  FIRST   LINES. 

Pa«e 

Raise  your  triumphant Watts 39 

Rise,  gracious  Pratt's  Coll 123 

Rise  from  the  dust Beddome 88 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty Oems 143 

See  n  poor  sinner Campbell's  Coll..  112 

See  from  Zion's Kelly   131 

See  the  leaves Bp.  Home 168 

Send,  send  tlie  Gospel X.  L.  J\T. 134 

Serene  I  kid  me  down  Dwig-ht 165 

Since  Jesus  freely  did   Berndge 182 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild Brown 207 

Softly  blow,  ye  favouring Miss.  Pst 145 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song Pratt's  Coll 139 

Source  of  light  and  power Toplady 11 

Spirit  Divine,  attend  our  prayer Reed 161 

Spirit,  leave  thy  house Montgomery  •••  •   200 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  down C.  Wesley 48 

Spirit  of  Holiness Bathurst 155 

Stand  fast  in  the  faith Brown 87 

Stand  up,  my  soul Watts 91 

Star  of  pence 177 

Strait  is  the  way Watts 90 

Stretch,  O,  my  soul 124 

Swell  the  anthem 181 

Swift  as  the  winged  arrow Mat.  H.  B 187 

That  awful  day Watts 210 

That  awful  hour 193 

That  day  of  wrath  W.  Scott 209 

That  warning  voice Hastings 60 

The  blessed  Spirit Bcddnme 47 

The  day  approaches Doddridge 208 

The  God  of  grace Campbell's  Coll. .     49 

The  head  that  once Urnirk's  Coll. ...     44 

The  heathen  perish Montgomery....   126 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd    Hastings 35 

The  lifird  is  my  Strength Hastings 109 

The  Lord  Jehovah  lives Hastings 18 

The  Lord,  our  God,  is  full Kirke   W 17 

The  prom ise  we  for C.  Wesley 149 

There  IS  an  hour  of  hallow'd Tappan 216 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful Tappan -    219 

There  's  a  refuge Edmeston 121 

'I'here  is  a  world Beddome 214 

There  seems  a  voice Opie 21 

The  Saviour  bids  us Mat.  H.  B 93 

The  song  of  Israel 147 

This  house,  U  Lord,  for  thee 102 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  237 

Page 

This  is  the  field 12 

This  world  of  sin  and  death Washbourne 203 

Thou  art  ^oiie  to  the  grave Heber 206 

Thou  art  tlie  Way Rpis.  Coll 32 

Thrica  happy  souls Doddridge  100 

Through  another  year Bulwer 188 

Through  Clirist  when  we 185 

Thy  greatness.  Lord Beddome  ■ 16 

Thy  word.  O  Lord    14 

Time  is  wiiiging  us Burton 192 

'T  is  a  solemn  thing  to  die M.  Wilkes 190 

'T  is  hy  the  faith C.  Wesley 88 

'Tisfinish'd,  so  the  Saviour  cried Stennett 42 

'T  is  Jesus  speaks 197 

'T  is  sweet  to  rest Toplndij   202 

To-day  the  Saviour Sp.  Songs 57 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  •••• Cowper 200 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine Doddridge 54 

To  tiiee,  O  God,  when  creatures Doddridge 195 

To  whom,  my  Saviour 83 

Up,  for  thy  life 53 

View  the  bright  ranks Beddome 218 

Wait,  my  soul Mat.  H.  B.  ...  108 

Watchman,  tell  us Bowing 135 

We  are  a  garden Watts    122 

Weary  of  wandering C.  Wesley 115 

We  come,  O  [jord,  before 178 

We  give  immortal  praise 23 

Welcome,  ye  hopeful Village  H 120 

We  now,  (J  Lord,  approach CampbeWs  Col  . .  154 

What  n  changing CampbeTs  Col..     29 

What  is  lif; Montgomery....   216 

What  sight  on  e:irth Hastings 183 

What  wi-fiom.  iniijesty Stennett 38 

When  he:inty  clothes 166 

When  lirst  ni v  dangerous  M.  Wilkes 72 

When  I  survey....    ■ Watts 45 

When  morning  is  rising 81 

When  shall  the  voice Pratt's  Col 136 

When  sickness,  pain,  and  death 198 

When  we  cannot  see Kelly 95 

When  will  the  happy  trump 140 

When  shall  a  wretched Beddome 64 

Where  two  or  three Keiit 8 

While  liere  I  sit  5.  Songs 301 

While  on  the  verge I94 


238  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Page 

AV'lio  are  these  that  come C.  Wesley 159 

Wlio  tire  these  in  bright 219 

Who  but  thon,  almighty V.  Hymns 139 

Who  I  an  have  {jreater 110 

Who  cun  toll  wliat  notes Hastings 141 

Wiiy  is  my  heart Watts 118 

Why  should  gloomy Hastings 61 

Why  should  our  tears Hastings 195 

Why  should'st  thou  linger M.  Wilkes 122 

Wily  shonhl  we  boast M.  Wilkes 52 

Why  sinks  my  soul Hastings 64 

Why,  thoughtless  sinner 54 

Why  will  ye  waste PratCs  Coll 55 

With  cheerful  voices  rise 183 

With  lieepest  reverence Rev.  Ed.  Butcher  18 

With  eves  of  faith Hastings 100 

Within" this  house  Pratt's  Col 162 

With  joy  we  meditate Watts 31 

Without  blood  is Kelly 40 

Would  you  behold Watts 178 

Wretchetl,  helpless 71 

Ye  angels,  who  stand De  Courcey 79 

Ye  hearts,  with  youthful Doddridge 175 

Ye  men  and  angels PratVs  Coll  ....    190 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ Coke 145 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord Doddridge 93 

Ye  servants  of  God Pratt's  Col 222 

Yes,  I  adore  thee Hastings 21 

Yes,  I  will  bless  thee Higginbotham  ..       6 

Yes,  I  would  love D.  Turner 83 

Ye  trembling  captives Boijce 56 

Zeal  is  that  pure J^Tewton 94 


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